Wild Boys (2011): Season 1, Episode 6 - Episode #1.6 - full transcript

Mmm. Ohhh.

Mmm.

This is delicious.

Mmm.

Pork.

Mutton.

Thanks for sharing your fire
with us, Mr McClardy.

- And this stew.
- I welcome the company, boys.

- Safety in numbers.
- Mmm.

Especially with so many bushrangers
on the road.

I wouldn't be worrying
about bushrangers tonight.



Not when there's a
murderous cannibal on the loose.

- Not now, Dan, I'm eating.
- Sorry?

- What did you say?
- Just ignore him.

Dan's got a twisted sense of humour.

Haven't you heard about that, mate?

There's been some interesting
discoveries in these parts.

I'm not talking about gold either.

Head here, leg there.

Got teeth marks on 'em too,
if you believe the whispers.

Now, the word is
that it was an escaped convict.

There were six of 'em
broke out of the Adelaide jail,

went into the outback, got lost -
no food for weeks.

Six of 'em went in there
but only one of 'em came out

and he put on a few pounds,
if you know what I mean.



That's...horrible.

Or practical,
depending on how you look at it.

What's the matter, mate?

Lost my appetite.

Oh, mate, here.
Look, let me help you.

It would be a shame to waste
such tasty nosh.

Oh, it's good.

Two more body parts.

Found this morning in scrub
off the Western Road.

Bushrangers?

Well,
if you believe the bush telegraph,

it's an escaped convict,
turned cannibal.

Oh, just what a growing town needs.

"Come to Hopetoun,
cannibal capital of Australia."

Well, my men are on the case now.

Damn your men, Fuller - I want you
doing what you're being paid to do.

Where's my money?
It's not in my purse.

Don't you mean my money?
I took it back.

It's my allowance.

Which I give to you to buy bonnets
and dresses and pretty ribbons,

not to stash away
like some squirrel hoarding nuts.

That's right. I found your little
hidey-hole in the stable.

What does it matter
if I choose to save my money?

I'm not a fool, Emilia,

I know you're saving
so you can elope with that farrier.

You can't stop me
from marrying Conrad.

Oh, for God's sake, Emilia, grow up.

I can stop you doing
whatever I please.

Just saying

that it's never straightforward
with the Chinese, that's all.

A job's a job, I reckon.

Jobs have dried up on the road,
Jack.

If the Chinese
want to pay us gold

to deliver a package
to Mudgee Borough,

then I'm for it.

Me too. Could use the money.

Bai guai jing. A white bone guiguai.

A demon - him responsible
for bad luck.

Li Ping, I'm sorry, but I don't see
what this has got to do with us

delivering a package for you
to Mudgee Borough.

A gift for Chow Fat, a wise man.

To help restore my good luck.

Why can't your people take it?

Too scared to go on road.

They say bai guai jing
will get them.

Come on, Jack.

I don't know.

I don't know - it feels like there's
something you're not telling me.

Payment on delivery.

How hard can it be?

Yeah. Take a package,
what, 30 miles down the road?

Sounds like easy money, Jack.

Nothing is easy
with the Chinese, Dan, I told ya.

Me and Emilia could really do with
some of that gold.

Yeah, Chow Fat.

Alright, but if this goes bad,
it's on your heads, alright?

Alright, Lee Ping,
you've got yourself a deal.

We'll take your package
to Mudgee Borough.

Get the package.

Li Li laile.

Who's this?

Li Li, my daughter.

She's the package.

Ladies and gentlemen,
boys and girls,

good people of Hopetoun -

I've travelled far and wide,
big cities to small towns.

A job? In the pub?

I'll beg if I have to.

I can't give you a job, Emilia.

The roo's tail goes to Mrs Connor

and the pig slab
goes to Miss Catherine.

Why not?

Because I do business with diggers
and farmers and common traders.

How much of a big-noter
would I look

if I had the mayor's daughter
working under me?

I have barely escaped the clutches

of an escaped convict cannibal
who rather wanted a piece of me.

Excuse me, sir.

McClardy, ma'am,
the bearer of medicinal cures

and miraculous potions.

Well, this talk of convict
cannibals - it's got to stop.

These people are frightened enough.

Just repeating what I'm hearing,
ma'am.

Mary, please, I thought you, as an
independent woman, would understand.

It's because
I'm an independent woman

that I have to say no to you,
Emilia. I'm sorry.

I'm after something special.

I think you've come
to the right man, sir.

A poison that paralyses -
make my prey easier to catch

so I don't have to blast them
all to pieces.

(WOMEN GASP)

For skinning stuffed bush animals.

I have just the thing for you, sir.

From the legendary Yagua tribe
of South America.

(CROWD EXCLAIMS)

Behold.

The miracle of curare.

Curare.

Ah!

So does this mean
you're not angry with me anymore?

This side of beef's
close to spoiling.

I hope you don't mind
a few maggots in your meat.

How about when I get back
from Mudgee Borough, I'll call by -

make up properly.

I knew you couldn't
stay angry with me.

To be honest, I'm a little bit
worried leaving you alone.

Oh, you're that worried
about Mick Scanlon?

Mick Scanlon is punching
way above his weight

where you're concerned.

These are strange times.
Even the Chinese are spooked.

Well, don't need any heroes
saving my bacon.

Oh, Mary, it is such tasty bacon.

Jack, don't. I stink of meat.

And I stink of horse sweat.

Don't hear you complaining.

What's that smell?

- What?
- Mutton.

Beef, actually.

He's stupid and he's fat and he...

Li Li's a pretty name,
isn't it, for a pretty girl?

Oh, don't even think about it.

Hey, my mind's pure, Jack.

It's fixed on business.

We deliver the girl,
collect the gold, end of story.

Your mind is many things,
but pure is not one of them, Dan.

Is that honestly how you see me?

You think I'd risk everything

for a quick grope in the dark
with the lovely Li Li?

(SNIGGERS)

(SPEAKS CHINESE)
What's that all about?

I don't think she's too keen
on marrying this Chow Fat fella.

Says he's a fat ugly old bloke
covered in warts.

It could be worse, Li Li -

it could be a fat ugly young bloke
and be stuck with him for years.

Shh, shh. Chaps.

FULLER: Go on.
Drag it out of the water.

What are they doing?

Take the track up this way

and rejoin
at the other side of the river.

Let's go. Yah. Shh.

MICK: Maybe she drowned.

It's not like the others.

It's a whole body this time.

Not...
Independent parts.

Well, there's bruising
around the neck.

She was strangled.

What's that on her hands?

Some sort of stain.
Opium?

Cigars of any type
are rare in the colony,

but this is even rarer.

If I'm not mistaken, Spanish.

Right boys, go and get the cart.

You found something there, Sergeant?

Nothing, sir.

Got our delivery of candles wrong
again, Bill - the cheap ones.

Money's tight this month - just
trying to pinch a penny for you.

Tallow stinks.

A few pennies pinched won't matter

if the smell
drives my customers away.

EMILIA: Mary.
(SIGHS)

OK, fine. If you want a job,
I'll give you one.

Thank you.

Ruby, can you take Emilia
and show her

where we keep the mops,
rags and buckets?

She'll be cleaning the rooms.

Thank you, Mary.

Giving Fife's daughter a job.
Don't think he'll like that.

She won't last more than a day
once she's emptied a bedpan or two.

I need to speak to Jack, Mary.
You know where I can find him?

So you can bring him in?

You have my word I won't arrest him.

Please. It's a matter of life
and death.

Whoa, hold your fire.

But don't put your gun away either.

I'm not here as a trap, Jack.

Why are you here, Mick?

I'm here because of this.

It's not just what
was scratched in the dirt.

We found a half-smoked cigar,
Spanish.

I'm telling you,
it all points to Brady.

I'm telling you, Brady's dead.
He's been dead 10 years.

But what if he's not?
I shot him Mick, right in his heart.

You saw me do it.

Then explain what we found
at the riverbank.

I can't.

But Brady's gone to the devil,
I know that much.

Someone murdered that woman.

Well, Mick, that's police business,
and you're the trap now.

It's got nothing to do with me.

(BIRDS CALL)

(POURING WATER)

All this yap,
I can hardly hear myself think.

Jack?

Are you gonna tell us
what Scanlon was in a flap about

or are you just gonna let me
and Conrad die of curiosity?

I'm not that curious.

Came to tell me that a dead man
has come back to life.

Dead man?

A fella called Brady.

Me and Mick used to ride with him.

- Mick Scanlon?
- Mmm.

You used to ride with Scanlon?

Yeah, before he was a trap.

10 years ago, we were just
a couple of cattle duffers.

Well, not to mention best mates.

Along with Brady.

One night, we got word that Brady
was holed up with a prostitute

in Lewis Ponds
and he was threatening her.

All sorts of things.

Mick and I got on our horses
and we rode.

Rode like the wind.

We were too late. She was dead.

Brady had choked the life
out of her.

He went after Mick with a knife,
so I shot him.

Right here.

The traps turned up and we took off.

What was that scar on Scanlon's arm?

That was meant to be a sign
of brotherhood...

..a sign of unity.

The three of us
got on the juice one night

and thought it was a good idea.

Turns out, it was just a sign
that we were young and dumb.

(JANGLING)

(MUFFLED YELL)

Shh, or I stick your mates
where they sleep.

I shot you. You're dead!

For 10 long years Jack.

Dead as a maggot, festering
in that stinking pit of a jail.

I could kill you now.

But I'm not gonna.

Nah, that'd be too easy.

I want to make you suffer, Jack.

Like you and Mick made me suffer.

Suffer so much you'd rather cut
your own throat than keep living.

Happy dreams.

DAN: Oh, nice of you
to join us, mate -

now we've got
all the work done.

Help yourself to a cuppa.
It's not long boiled.

Brady was here.

In the camp, during the night.

For me, it was a Turkish belly
dancer named Fatima.

No, I didn't dream it, Dan.

He shackled my hands and my feet.
I can still smell his breath.

I saw him.

You saw Brady?

He was here in the night. I saw.

Jack...

Can't stay here, Dan.
It'll just put you guys in danger.

You know, maybe you should think
about laying off the rum for a bit.

Gotta get back to Hopetoun,
find Scanlon, get rid of Brady.

- What about Mudgee Borough?
- Get her to Mudgee Borough.

You don't need me
holding your hand, alright?

Yeah, well, if you think we're gonna
split the gold evenly, think again!

I believe you about Brady.

- MICK: In jail?
- 10 years.

Somehow,
the mongrel dodged my bullet.

If he had you shackled up,

why didn't he stick
a knife in your belly?

He said he wanted me to suffer.
Said it'd be too easy.

You said anything
before about Brady?

I'm working hard
to make Fuller forget my past.

Well, then, I guess it's up to you
and me, then, isn't it, Mick?

So what do we do next?

We find Brady first.

Still warm. Can't be gone long.

He'll be back.

Oh, you don't have to make that.
It'll just get mussed anyway.

It's OK. It's my job.

If you don't mind me asking...

..you live in a fancy house and your
father's all rich and important.

Why are you cleaning rooms in a pub?

I'm doing it for love.

Oh...

Tell me everything!

There isn't much to tell.

My father hates the man
I'm going to marry.

- Oh!
- He's cut off my allowance.

If I want to be with Conrad, I'm
going to have to earn my own dowry.

Oh, that's so romantic.

You'd make a lot more money
doing what I do.

- That's not so romantic.
- Nonsense!

It's good practice that'll
benefit your future husband.

- No, I couldn't!
- It's not that bad!

Most of the men are nice enough.

Best of all, you get to dress up!

(HUMS)
Uh...

I bet you your young man would
pay good money to see you in this.

And he's not the only one.

MARY: Emilia, where are you?

Emilia, you haven't come across a
tortoiseshell hair comb

in your cleaning, have you?

- I can't find it anywhere.
- Um, no.

Sorry, Mary.

(GIGGLES)

(SNIFFS)

You know, I'm sure
it won't be so bad,

being married to
this Zhao Fa fellow.

I don't love Zhao Fa.
I love Chen Ming.

- Who?
- Chen Ming.

Chen Ming? Who's Chen Ming?

A boy from camp.

And he loves me.

But father hate him,
say he not good enough.

And he refuse us marry.

- That's not fair.
- Love not fair.

What's with the tears?

She's in love with someone else.

- Uh-huh.
- What are we going to do?

We do what we get paid to do,
mate. We deliver the package.

She's not a package, Dan.
She's a girl.

OK.

That's not going to be the last time
that a girl turns on waterworks

to try and get whatever
she wants from you, OK?

Girls do that stuff to me
all the time, mate.

Now, what I've found that helps
is when that dam bursts,

just cast your mind somewhere else.

Somewhere like what?

Cricket helps for me.

Uh, Dan...

Ah.

(SCREAMS)

Hey, hey, hey.
(WHIMPERS INDISTINCTLY)

It's McLardy.

Hey, it's OK. It's alright!

(COUGHS AND RETCHES)

- You right there, Dan?
- Oh.

I knew McLardy's food tasted funny.

"Pork," I said.
"Mutton," he reckons.

I'll give him mutton.

You don't really think it was...
bits of people in that stew?

You saw inside that sack, Conrad.

Those pieces,
they're just chopped and cleaved

into juicy prime cuts for the pot.

I don't feel too flash.

(LAUGHS)
Yeah, go and laugh. You had it too.

Actually, I only ate
the carrots and the spuds.

I don't know. I thought the meat
looked a little bit strange.

(COUGHS, VOMITS)

(VOMITS)

Just like old times,
waiting for unsuspecting cattle.

Not much has changed for you, Jack.

Instead of cattle,
it's an unsuspecting carriage.

Mind you, I can see the attraction.

Back when we were mates,
life was simple.

Not like the traps were organised.

Not much has changed, has it?

Everything's changed, Jack.
I wear the uniform now.

Just 'cause you wear a uniform
doesn't make you any better.

I sleep in a real bed,

I walk down the main street
in the middle of the day.

I walk down the main street
whenever I want.

I drink in the pub.
(LAUGHS)

You drink in Mary's pub.

Yeah, because she's happy to serve
me, 'cause I make sure she's safe.

Safe from the likes of me?

I got respect.

I don't spend my days running.

(RUSTLING)

(GUNSHOT)

(SCREAMS)

(SCREAMS)

Why'd you bring him here?

I couldn't very well drag him up the
main street at Hopetoun, could I?

Tried to pull it out
and he screamed like a girl.

Sergeant, I'd like it known
that I do not know this man.

I have had no dealings with him,

be they professional,
personal or nefarious.

What have you got there?

Oh, it's a new invention
for the delivery of fluids

directly into the body.

How does it work?

(SCREAMS)

Just give me one good reason why
I shouldn't arrest you for that.

Can you count to five,
please, Sergeant?

One, two...

Three, four, five.

Can't feel any pain.
(LAUGHS)

It's called curare -
deadly poison from South America.

Only in large doses.

It's small and nips it.

Just deadens feeling.

Paralyses the muscle.

Only for a short time.

I can't move my legs.

It's miraculous.

Well, a miracle that may be,

but it's still not going
to help us find Brady.

I'm at a loss, Jack.

I don't know where to next.

The girl he murdered - who was she?

A local, from the goldfields, maybe.

She'd been eating opium -
brown stains on her hands.

Brown stains.

She might have
worked at the tannery.

Nearest tannery is Mudgee Borough.

Ah, stay here.
You'll only slow me down.

I'm burning up.

My guts is really sore.

Oh, I'll be damned
if I'm not running a fever.

When we get to Mudgee Borough...

..I'm just going to head
straight for the doc.

Shh, shh.

What?

What is it?

Go and check it out, Conrad.

What?Why me?

Look at me.

(YELLS)

Ming!

Lili!
Lili. Lili!

What...what are you doing here?

I have no money.
My gold claim is worthless.

I...I have nothing to offer you,
only my heart.

Oh, as if I wasn't sick enough.

Mudgee Borough is
a couple of miles down the track.

I'm just going to head ahead.
I need to go and see a doctor.

Just let Lili say her goodbyes
and then you bring her in, OK?

Just remember why we're doing this,
Conrad - the gold, Amelia.

- You go out digging?
- Yeah.

- How'd you go?
- Yeah, good.

- Many people out that way?
- A little.

Thanks.

Just give me one sec.

- Where's Mary?
- She's taking Tom to school.

Seen Keenan hanging around?

No.

But I've seen him
sniffing around one of your blokes.

Sergeant Scanlon.

I saw them this morning
out the back of the main street

having a little chinwag.

Conrad.

It's Harry, actually.

But you can...you can call me
anything you want. How much?

No, I'm not...!

You look real pretty in that.

- Why don't you take it off?
- No!

(SCREAMS)
MAN: What's happened?

(GROANS)

What's going on?

Nothing I can't handle.
Out, out, out.

This isn't what it looks like.

I was just trying this on.

He attacked me.

He's dead.

I didn't mean to.

He was coming at me,
he tripped, he fell!

It was an accident.
He surprised me.

I understand, I understand.
Hush now.

- Is he really dead?
- No deader than he deserves.

- What's going to happen?
- Shh.

It's all going to be alright.

I'm here now and I'm going to take
care of everything.

(LILI AND MING SPEAK CANTONESE)

No, I won'tgive up!

I won't let you go.

Ilove you.

(SPEAKS CANTONESE)
I love you.

(SPEAKS MANDARIN)
Here, this...

Go on, both of you.

I'll square it with your father.

I don't know how, but I'll do it.

What?

Thank you.

Just go on, quick!
Before Dan gets back.

Go on!

Put it down, McClarty.

Drop it, or I'll have to shoot you.

If it's money you're after,
this won't end happy.

Business is as dead as mutton.

Wouldn't bring up death or mutton
either, given what's in the sack!

What are you doing?

Hey.

Hey!

Conrad, what's going on?

He's the cannibal Dan's
been talking about.

What?
No, I am not a cannibal!

Are you saying
there's no body parts in there?

Yes! No! Yes!

But they're nothing to do with me.
I'm paid to get rid of them.

Paid by who?

The doc.

Here.
In Mudgee Borough.

I've never actually been
bled before.

Are you sure this is going to
break the fever?

Drop the knife or I'll put
a bullet through your eye!

He's the cannibal, Dan.

Alright, alright! Hand.

A monster!
He was going to cut me up.

He's not a monster, Dan.
He's a doctor.

- Yeah, he cuts up his patients.
- Only the dead ones, Conrad!

- McClarty, what's going on?
- Sorry, Doc, it's a misunderstanding.

The doc here pays McClarty
to get rid of the bodies

after he's finished
with the dissections.

By dumping them in the bush?

I pay McClarty to bury
the remains respectfully.

It's not my fault.

Since I done my back in,
I can't work a shovel.

So there was no cannibal?

(LAUGHS)

You're bleeding there.

So your stew...really was mutton.

Actually, no.

It was possum with a bit of wombat.

I'm sorry to gawk. You're the second
man I've seenwith a scar like that.

Where did you see the other one?

Here in Mudgee Borough.

What's that?

Go to Gunpowder's hut.
It means Scanlon is there.

You tell him Brady's
gone after Mary.

MAN: Another whiskey, ma'am - hot.

You know Jack Keenan, don't you?

Sorry, who are you?

Just an old mate.

Ruby.

Jack.
Where's Mary?

I'm not sure I think
she went up to her bedroom.

Mary?!

(GRUNTS)

Horrible feeling - aint it?

It's like your soul's imprisoned
in some wretched deep black hole

and can't get out.

You know that's how I felt day after
day after day for 10 long years.

The only thing that made it bearable
was dreaming of this moment.

You broke my heart, Jack.

So it is only fair and reasonable
that I get to break yours.

(MUFFLED GROANS)

(MUFFLED SCREAMS)

Hey, Jack, are you watching?

(MUFFLED GRUNTS)

She's pretty, Jack.

Not for much longer, mate.

MAN: Jack!

(HORSE WHINNIES)

Jack!

Mary!

I'll be back in a bit.
Don't you move now.

Ruby, where's Jack?

- I dunno.
- I know he's here.

- Where's Jack?
- I don't know.

- Where's Mary?
- Get your hands off me.

We've got company.

We might have to finish up
our business sooner than I intended.

(MUFFLED SCREAMS)

JACK: Wait...
Mary!

..I'll pay.

(MUFFLED SCREAMS)
I'll pay you.

Mary!
Gold stash. Gold.

Stash? You have a stash? Where?

Talk fast.

Where's your stash?

(GRUNTS)

(YELLS)

After I've killed you, Jack...

..I'm going to hang you up with
the rest of the stinking dead meat.

FULLER: Scanlon?

Scanlon?

Fuller's here.
Disappear, Jack.

What happened here?

Fell with him. He's our killer.

Where's Keenan?

Haven't seen him.

Think again, sergeant.

You were seen talking with him
this morning.

Your snitch got it wrong, sir.

Hmm.

Jack!

He's dead.
He can't hurt you anymore.

Who was he?

He was a ghost.
Someone from my past.

FULLER: Spread out and search.

You better go.

- I'm so sorry.
- Just go, Jack.

So you've figured out what you're
going to say, lover boy?

I'm just going to tell him
how it is...

- Uh-huh.
- Make him see reason.

- Good luck with that.
- Li Ping.

Your daughter doesn't love Chow Fat,

she loves Chen Ming.

You may be her father and all that
but you're not God.

I believe she has the right
to marry whoever she wants.

You agree?

- No.
- Yes.

I mean yes, yes.

(SPEAKS CANTONESE)

Bai Gu Jing is dead.

I struck a new vein of gold
this morning

it seems luck has returned.

Lili and Chen Ming?

The gods smile on this union.
I am happy.

You have done well.

So our payment then?

(SPEAKS CANTONESE)

My wife she tells me
she is pregnant.

(LAUGHS) Congratulations, Li Ping.
That is good luck.

I already have 10 children -
that's very bad luck!

Well, there's something
I've got to do.

I'll see you later?

Let's get drunk.

You just read my mind.

Psst!

Are you feeling better
after your ordeal?

Yes, I am.

Thank you for taking care
of things at Mary's.

My pleasure.

It is not easy to know
who to trust in this town,

which is why I'm so grateful
to know that I can trust you.

You see a man is dead and I can only
continue to protect your liberty...

..and your reputation

if you agree to help me
do something very special.

And what would that be?

I'm going to catch Jack Keenan
and his gang.

And you're going to help me.

Hey!

I've been thinking about you -
about us.

About how all the money in the world
isn't going to make any difference.

We love each other - that's enough.

Who cares what your father says
or the people in town think?

I reckon we hang it all
and run away together today - now!

Oh, Conrad, you can be so naive
about the world sometimes.