无论哪种方式，我想这，零和零仍然等于零。
我们如何才能让贝丝怀孕？多买一些的母马。
有什么用？
如果我们要让这个地方，
我们要找一份工作，从高的地方。
在公寓？ 是啊。
不太坏，我们可以作为一个团队。
不是厨师，看它。
一定是你的音乐。
好吧，我就去看它。
H嘿，贝丝。
哇，贝丝。
贝丝，哇！
稳当些，女孩。
哇…贝丝！稳当些，女孩。
哇,怎么了?!女孩..
好像野狗吓到她了。
不是野狗...
..是野马。
老纯种的暴徒
多年以来，这是它的地盘儿.
你不是要枪毙他？！ 他只会使我们悲伤。
拐走我们的马 他做过的事。
但是爸爸。 那里有好的马吧。
他们的价值不菲.
有可能 会捕获他们的
好…我们可以做到。
保持一定的繁殖，那么我们不必去租了。
自从你出世…，那匹马已经自由活动着。
狡猾的动物我见过。最终被一个狡猾的山地人抓了它。
你有你的母亲品格 关于你的，不是吗？
我们可以建立一个围栏, 引诱和驱赶他们进去。
不，我不这么认为。
我们的院子在凯利的轨道。
来吧！用力
赶快！…使劲儿！
喂…这边！好孩子。
来吧。用力!
好孩子.
看来我们要建一个堡垒， 不是围栏。
当我们把这个建好, 他们将永远不会跑出去.
贝丝！
Jim,阉马。
爸爸!
您还好吧?
之前、我应该给那匹种马一颗子弹的.
我给你拿下马刺的地方，我马上就去看，
在这里...
阉马断了他的腿，我们要把他放下来。
贝茜在哪里?… 她跟野马跑了.
哦，兴奋！太刺激了.
..我们有很多的梦想。
也有过很多美好的时光。
不！...
``曼联在死亡，”部长说。
迷信。
这是个很好的精神安慰。
这是寡妇和傻子，一个巨大的安慰。生活中还有比死亡更，吉姆。
Well, that's it, lad. 嗯，就是这样，小伙子。
你不能留在这里！
但…这是我现在的地方。
我拥有它！
谁拥有它与我无关.
谁能改变它，这才是最重要的.
我可以自己照顾自己！ 也许。
谁给你权利的，说！…
你去到较低的国家 并有权住在这里，
就像你父亲那样。
来。
他们把责任推给我。
这是一个困难的国家，活下去很难的。
喩!…
来吧。
我要把火点燃。
美味的炖袋鼠！
嗯… 在寂静和虔诚的氛围。
爸爸说你们的山上有个风琴。
嗯,你母亲的音乐盒.
你父亲和我，带上山的...
完好无损.
她给我们带来了欢乐，嗯。
喔！我可以经常的使用它。
嗯。你的马贝丝呢？
看到野种马暴民就跟着野马跑了…
嗯。 大黑。
是的.
我记得那动物。
我决定，把它追回来，
你走着去
一千平方英里的荒野？
我会的，，肯定。
我会追上野马，然后接她回来..
当然,还有步行!
来,快点！
我没有用他的育种的想法,
但他是一匹很好的山马…。
它是你的了!
我可付不起你钱! 他是非卖品..
现在，坚持下去，保持激情吧… 不要争论。
一个男人没有一匹马, 就像一个没有腿的人.
Thank you, Spur. 谢谢.你的鼓励。
Now I'll get the mare back. 现在我可以追母马回来了.
Forget the mare, you duffer.Don't throw effort after foolishness. 忘记你的母马，笨蛋。不要继续犯糊涂。
For you, sir, I could get down to two guineas. 给你，先生，我可以得两个金币。
Good luck with the colt. Very kind of you. 柯尔特好运. 非常感谢你。
Good luck. Thank you. 祝你好运. 谢谢你！
Tell you what...two pounds! I've got other things on my mind today. 告诉你…两磅！我还有其他的要紧事儿要做。
Damn Yankee. 该死的美国佬.
Who is that? Harrison. Picking up his colt. 那是谁？ 他捡了哈里森的小马。
They say it's worth ?,000. 他们说它的价值了吗?
A colt worth ?,000? 那匹柯尔特值多少钱?
HARRISON: Mr Paterson! Ah! 哈里森：彼得森！ 啊！…
Listen, I'm sorry about this blasted circus. 听着，我很抱歉 关于“这该死的马戏团。
Oh, anything to get me away from the city... 噢, 我们走 去街里...
..especially when it's to bring you the finest colt in the colony. ..尤其是当它给你带来的，在殖民地的最好的小马。
Well, he should be, for the price. 嗯，他是应该的，因为价-值！
Old Regret. The last colt she foaled. 昔日的遗憾。最后她那匹…
Mmm. Irreplaceable. 嗯. 不可替代.
Let go, mate. 放手，伙计。
Let bloody go! 该死的-松开！
Whoa, now. 哇…
Are you alright, Jessica? 你没事吧，杰西卡？
If I needed your help, `MATE',I would've asked for it. 如果我需要人的帮忙，，我会说的。
Come on, easy now. Whoa. 来吧，很简单的。喔。
Whoa. 喔…
BOY: You're it! 男孩：你这！
Well, I think we're all indebted to young Mr... 嗯，我想我们都感激 年轻的先生。
Craig. Jim Craig. 克雷格，吉姆克雷格。
Andrew Paterson. 安得烈，帕特森。
And that was Mr Harrison and his charming daughter, Jessica. 那是哈里森先生 和他可爱的女儿，杰西卡。
Mmm. `Charming'. All aboard! 嗯。`迷人”， 美女.都这样!
Are you a stock agent? 你是一个股票经纪人？
No, as a matter of fact, I'm a lawyer. You? 不，事实上，我是一个律师。你呢？
I've just arrived in town. 我刚到镇上。
Well, thanks again, Jim. 好的，谢谢你，吉姆。
If ever we can return the favour, let us know. 如果我们能回报你， 请让我们知道。
I'm looking for work, sir. 我在找工作，先生。
These are hard times, Jim. 这些都是艰难的时刻，吉姆。
I know that, but I've got a place to keep up. 我知道，但我有一个地方保持了。
Mmm. 嗯。
I've lived on the land.I can do anything. 我生活在陆地上。我可以做任何事。
And I've got a good stock horse. Have you? 我有一个好的股票马。你有吗？
In that case, we'd better try and find you work, then. 在这种情况下，我们最好找你的工作，然后。
I'll give you a letter. 我会给你一封信。
I know it's sitting under your skirt somewhere. 我知道这是坐 你的裙下的某个地方。
You damned old trollop. 你这该死的老妓女。
20 years you seduce a man with a speck of gold dust. 20年来你勾引的男人 有一点点金粉。
Then you tempt him with a trace of colour. 然后你让他 带着一丝的成色。
Nothing but a harlot. 只不过是一个妓女。
Just like a woman - 就像一个女人…
has to have the last word. 已经到了最后一句话。
How'd you find this place? 你怎么找到这地方的？
I tracked you. 我跟踪你.
You silly old galah. 你这个愚蠢的老笨蛋。
You leave a trail like a one-legged seed drill. 你留下痕迹 一条腿的播种机。
Damn you, Clancy. Always sneaking around. 该死的，克兰西。总是鬼鬼祟祟的。
…No noise. …悄无声息.
I heard noise. 我听到了噪音。
I heard voices. 我听到的声音。
Uh-huh! Sure sign of old age when you start hearing things. 嗯哼！衰老的的征兆 当你开始听到的东西。
You and your partner still searching for El Dorado, then? 你和你的伴侣，仍在寻找黄金，结果呢？
Silent partner now. 沉默的合伙人。
Henry Craig's dead. 亨利克雷格死了。
Oh, I'm sorry to hear that. 哦，听到这个消息我很难过。
Yeah, just when good colour was showing too. 是呀,就在--良好成色显现时.
You've been saying that for near 20 years. 这话你经常说…近20年来。
You know, the only way to shut that mouth is with some food. Come on. 我知道让你闭嘴唯一的办法 是一些食品。来吧。
You've been offering me food for 20 years too. 你已经给我吃 20多年了。
All I ever get's wallaby stew. 我所得到的炖袋鼠。
Bandicoot... 袋鼠...
HARRISON: Mountain boy. That's right, sir. 哈里森：山上的男孩。 是的，先生。
卷毛！
Cut the heifer out. 把母牛放了。
I'll give you a try. 我会给你机会。
Usual wages and keep.Make yourself known to the foreman. 通常的工资和管理，工头会告诉你的。
Thank you, sir. 谢谢你！ 先生.
SPUR: Mmm. Tasty, huh? -- 嗯。好吃的，是吧？
In a toxic, festering sort of way.
You should advertise this stuff in the `Bulletin'.
``The new miracle cure for appetite.''
To think I was going to leave you a share of the mine.
Thanks, mate, but I have my own rainbows to chase.
Yeah, Clancy's vision splendid.
You still obsessed with those sunlit plains, huh?
At least I get to see the sun and the stars.
It's better than blundering around in a black hole,
looking for something that isn't there.
Isn't there?! Now, you wait right here.
I'll show you. ``Blundering around'' in the dark, am I?
Well, wait till you see this.
Come here!
Take a look at this.
Huh?
Now, that's the kind of colour I've been getting lately.
Hmm?
It's not much to show for 20 years.
You must've dug a trench from California to southern Australia.
Thats much better then anything I saw there in 49.
Now, I put a drive straight through for 30 chains.
I go down, sink a shaft and we're smack on top of the richest vein.
Who's `we', Spur?
Henry Craig's boy. You remember young Jim.
The lad doesn't know it yet, but he inherits his father's share,
no matter what it is.
Craig! When you're finished here, you can muck out the stables.
Yes, sir.
Here. He's a hard worker that lad.
Yeh, seems willing enough. I can't understand why the boss took him on.
He comes from the mountains.
That was a long time ago.
Morning, Mrs Bailey.
Oh, g'day. I'm Jim Craig.
Pretty good at shoveling that, arn't yeh.
Pretty smart for a mountain fella.
Uses the flat end and everything. Yeh
Live like bandicoots up in the hills.
You digging for grubs there bandicoot.
Have they given you the day off?
I'm studying to be supervisor.
Studying to be stupid!
You.
Morning, Miss Jessica. Morning.
I'll get Kip out for you? No, thank you.
Well I'll be about my duty miss.
Getting the hang of it, son?
Keep it up, I'll be back latter to check on your work.
Kip, what have you been up to...Eh? Eh?
Uh, can I help? No. No, I can manage.
Show me how you did that.
Easy.
So.
In through the loops.
There's a trick to that one! There's no trick at all.
Let me have a go.
Now...like that? This hand up.
Aha. Turn it in.
That's right.
Pull through? You've got it.
This one goes through there. The ends go through the loops.
Pull. Pull!
Wrong.
What happened? I don't know.
HARRISON: Craig.
Cool off the horse and stable him. Yes, sir.
Jessica.
It's called the `tomfools' knot'. You're getting the hang of it.
I'll be back latter to check on your work.
Why aren't you at your lessons?
One of the brood mares is foaling, she'll need a had.
You're not midwife to a herd of horses.
The men can handle that. I can do it better.
It's not an occupation for a lady. ``A lady''!
Yes, `lady'. The word become old-fashioned?
It's become an excuse to keep women under control!
Please spare me your aunt's feminist rubbish.
You should be thinking of marriage, children.
The well-known cattle breeder
has a breeding program for his daughter as well.
You keep a civil tongue.
I don't understand where this rudeness comes from.
Uh, which bed's mine?
Any one that doesn't buck you off, boy.
That one's empty, son. It's yours if you want it.
You can keep your saddle in the tack room.
Yeah, stop there yourself if you like.
Grow up, Curly. Drop dead, you old fart.
Watch your tongue, boy... whlIe you've still got one.
Deal the cards, boss.
Uh, two.
They're starting the High Country muster in a couple of days.
Gonna be an early winter, according to Kane.
Huh? Yep.
I thought Harrison controlled the seasons.
I reckon the boss will hold the muster till Clancy gets here.
Well, who's he, then? Some kind of top rider, this Clancy bloke?
No, he's no rider. He's a horseman.
Yeh Curly, look at this.
Well, what's so special about Clancy, then?
I told you, he's a horseman.
`Horseman'? Clancy's not just a horseman.
Clancy's a...a magician. He's a genius.
I've met him.
When I was young.
He and my father were mates.
Mates? Bullshit!
Mates! Mates.
Wouldn't have a bloody mate to save his life.
Oh, sorry, Your Honour. Mates! Sorry, beg your pardon, Your Honour.
Mates with Clancy, eh?
HARRISON: What's going on? Some kind of union meeting?
They've heard that Clancy's coming.
Ah, they've all come out to gawk at him, huh?
It's not often they get a chance to meet a legend.
Jim Craig, isn't it?
Been a long time. Yes, sir.
I'll see to your horses?
Watch him, he's a hog for water.
Oh, Jim.
I was very sorry to hear about your father.
He was a good mate.
Clancy. Kane.
``Go west, young man,'' they said. ``Go west!''
So I did - 10,000 miles further than they intended.
And I found gold. In beef cattle.
We made more money selling meat to the miners
than they ever dug up in their claims, didn't we, Clancy?
Well, you sold them. I only drove them.
He was known around the diggings as `The California Horse-Trader'.
This is the finest trifle I've ever eaten, Mrs Hume.
It's more than a trifle, Clancy.
It's a charlotte russe. Charlotte russe!
My dear sister-in-law occasionally bestows on us simple bush people
the fruits of her learning.
Just as well, or Jessica would've been brought up with the kangaroos
and we'd be dining in a bark hut.
Rosemary, you never appreciate the sacrifices made
in buiIding a property like this.
Would you pass the decanter, please?
Mr Paterson?
I'm sorry. I didn't realise.
That women may also enjoy what custom deems is a man's privilege?
None of your speeches. Aunt Rosemary's quite right.
Women SHOULD have the right to do anything they're capable of.
You hear that? The notion's like a germ.
My own daughter infected with your nonsense.
Your own daughter, as you know, has a good mind,
a way with horses and an eye for stockbreeding.
Now would you have these developed, or would you condemn her to domestic dullness
You should be in a ladys' college, and not in the stabbles.
Well, whatever the complexities of the argument, Mrs Hume,
you're certainly proof the legal profession's been denied
the services of a great advocate.
Women lawyers? That'll be the day.
CLANC Y: That such sweet libation should have fathered su...
I am sorry, madam.
MOTHERED such a disputation.
Rosemary, if you're finished with the port...
Quite.
It's a far cry from the dark rum we drank on the track.
Ah, yes. Here's to those long-gone days on the trail.
Well, for ME, they're not long gone. So here's to their future.
Oh, there's no future there, Clancy.
I wouldn't swap the sunlit plains for all the tea in China.
They are a vision splendoured.
Clancy, how romantic. Romantic?! Your brain's gone soft!
We've got the railways and roads now.
Mr Paterson, we can ship refrigerated beef
to the markets of England, Europe.
THAT'S where the future lies.
You were ALWAYS a way ahead of the old squatters.
Which is why there's few of them left.
They tore the guts out of the country. THEY did?!
I see the day when we'll be one of the greatest food producers of the world.
And YOU have it all under control! Yes, except for those mountains.
With the cattle, I'd run freighters up there...
PRAISED be the lack of capitalism!
PATERSON: Ladies and gentIemen...
..may I propose a toast? Er...
Yes.
To our two romantics.
To one who sees what is and one who sees what can be.
Lord grant that the two are compatible.
Mrs Bailey said to bring some more firewood.
Hello, Jim. Hello, Jim.
Good evening, Jim.
Well, we all seem to be introduced. Not all of us, Harrison.
I'm Mrs Hume.
How do you do, ma'am?
Jim, Mr Harrison was just talking of taming the Snowy River country.
You know it better than us - what do you think?
Well, sir...
..I think you might sooner hold back the tide than tame the mountains.
Excuse me, then.
That boy has a quality about him.
Yeah. The mongrel quality of the mountain people.
Does that include your brother?
I have no brother.
We have a early start in the morning Good Night!
``And Laban said unto him,
```I pray thee, if I have found favour in thine eyes, tarry,
```for I have learned by experience
```that the Lord hath blessed me for thy sake.'
``And he said...''
Here - last time I saw a saddle like that, it was at the circus, you know?
Had a monkey riding on it!
Where's your rope, Curly? Give up?
```..and how thy cattle was with me.'''
KANE: Lads.
I want everyone saddled and packed by sunrise.
We'll eat at the Perry homestead.
The only time the boss eats his own beef.
And he don't know it. Yeah!
Anything special we've got to take?
There's been a change of plans.
You won't be going on this muster, Jim.
W...?
They've probably seen that half-pie mule of yours!
He's a mountain horse. He knows that country better than I.
I don't make the orders. But when I give them, that's the end of it.
Anyone not ready to go by dawn gets their tail ends kicked!
```..spotted cattle, and all the brown cattle among...'''
You too short man.
Amen.
``And there were spot...''
Mr Kane?
Why? Why me?
I think I know.
You'll get your chance, Jim.
Don't forget to feed the chooks bandicoot.
Pshht!
Really, Jessica.
You're attacking that piece with all the sensitivity of a road-mender.
Now, let's begin again, shall we?
And this time, `con amore'.
And spare me the affectations of martyrdom.
Come.
Ah, hello, Jim. Ma'am.
Uh...Mrs Bailey said I should bring this up. To save her legs.
Your timing is Jessica's salvation.
Hello.
Whoops.
Will you join us for tea?
No. I can't, Mrs Hume. Oh, nonsense.
Male company will be a pleasant relief in this hothouse of female emotions.
Er, Jessica, pour the tea. I'll get another cup.
Do you mind? Well, no. Why should I?
Well...we're both feeling sorry for ourselves today.
Neither is where we want to be.
Yeah.
I think they're trying to make a butler out of me.
Well, they're trying to make a lady out of me.
They won't have no luck. Thank you very much!
Hang on. That's not what I...
They won't make a gentleman out of you either.
Do you play?
Yes. Just a bit.
Before my mum died, she was starting to teach me.
Do you miss her?
Yeah.
Yeah, I miss her.
I never knew my mother.
I'm sorry.
I bet she was pretty.
Like you.
Mmm, thank you, kind sir.
Thanks for the tea...
..Jessica.
I've got a few jobs to finish before dinnertime.
There's a man.
Yeah.
He's a pretty thing.
There's not a mean bone in his body.
Curly will find one. He does all the breaking around here.
Curly?!
You've got to be firm with a young horse.
But not cruel. You work with a horse, not against him.
Really? That's what my father taught me.
This is not just a mountain brumby.
It's no different.
Are you saying you could break this horse?
Yes.
Well...
What about your father?
He'll be away for more than a week.
If the job's done before he gets back, what can he say?
Whoa, boy! Hey.
Whoa, boy! Whoa.
Bess!
Jim? Don't you dare!
JIM!
How's the head?
Mrs Bailey toId me this is your favourite.
What happened to the colt?
We yarded him. Is he alright?
Oh, he's still a bit flighty, but not hurt - luckily.
There'll be hell to pay when your father finds out.
Well, he won't find out. We've all agreed not to tell him.
'We'? Who's `we'?
Mrs Bailey, Aunt Rosemary and I.
I'm not hiding behind the skirts of a bunch of women!
Oh, I'm so sorry!
I must remember that next time you try to kill yourself.
That's nonsense, Jessica.
Well, somebody's got to save you from your own thoughtlessness!
Don't you Harrisons get tierd of running other peoples lives.
You ungrateful...! Because I'm getting tired of it.
Well don't worry, thats the last time I'll stand up for the likes of you.
Jessica!
You are a foolish boy, Jim.
How many missing?
KANE: 20, at the last count.
Take your horse for you, Mr Harrison?
Hey, where's the mountain boy?
Uh, still in his bunk.
Craig?
You waiting for breakfast in bed?
What happened?
I came off the...
..off a horse.
You think you could get back on? Pick up 20 strays we left up on top?
Yes, sir.
Before those mountain men get their grubby hands on them.
JIM: It's good to be back.
At least nothing changes up here.
I saw Bess again with the brumbies. Nearly got her back.
I toId you not to throw effort after foolishness. Forget it.
How are things going on down there?
Not good.
I'm working for a fellow called Harrison.
He reminds me of someone.
You never told me you had a brother.
You never asked. Well, I'm asking now.
You just concern yourself with Jim Craig.
Have you seen Jessica?
Yeah.
What's she like?
She's a Harrison.
I'm getting out after this muster.
Henry Craigs' son quitting?
Are you saying I shouId stick it out?
You can learn more from Harrison than you know.
I'll be searching for his strays for weeks.
Not if you know where to look.
At the first hint of snow,
every beast on this plato heds for the bluff.
Warm pocket, good forage. Gather them up with a butterfly net.
How do you know?
Well, I don't always eat wallaby, son!
Huh?
Grubby hands.
Harrison was right.
I'd say prime 2-year-old Hereford. Mm-hm.
Fattened on mountain pasture. Mmm!
Might be a good cattleman yet!
You walk this horse to stable.
Whoa.
What happened to the colt?
The wild horses came down, ran through the place. They set him off.
I'm asking Jessica.
A bruise in the foreleg.
Black soil from the bottom paddock still on the hoofs.
And a girth mark around the horse's belly. Huh?
You're an intelligent girl, Jessica.
What does that add up to, huh?
Your old friend is still alive.
The stallion.
He was leading the brumbies.
Who rode the colt?
We were breaking him in... 'We'?
Jim's very good with horses. That mountain boy.
Now, wait. It wasn't his fault.
He was riding it when the brumbies came down.
He went to save the stock horses. What stupidity!
To save stock horses worth a few shillings
and risk a colt worth ?,000?!
You can't blame him for that. It happened too suddenly.
Well, `suddenly', he's finished here!
He gets off this place the moment he gets back.
There's a train tomorrow. Take Jessica with you.
You will board at the Presbyterian Ladies' College.
No! I won't go!
You're as deceitful as your mother.
You wouldn't dare break the spirit of that wretched colt
the way you just crushed your own daughter.
My daughter?
You really believe that?
Oh, when will you give up this obsession?!
You tell me. Matilda's your sister.
You see other people so clearly, but look at yourself
What if the night you fired those shots, your aim had been better?
What then?
Now all we need's a butterfly net.
Get uphill.
Get up.
Get uphill.
Oh!
NO!
I don't understand.
She's never done anything like this before.
They've been drinking since they got back with the cattle.
Weather turning bad. We've got to find her quick.
They're not going to be any use to us.
What?
The men are drunk. They won't be any use to us.
I want them ready to ride in 10 minutes.
Yes, sir.
Alright, up! I want all men.
Moss, you've got five minutes to be dressed and outside!
Curly? Curly!
God save us.
Come on, old man. I need you.
It was him or me.
You better be careful what you say in your sleep.
Jessica's gone and got herself lost. I need a tracker and you're it.
Can't even see to find my boots. Well, go without them!
Five minutes!
Whoa.
Boss, the men are exhausted... and there's a storm coming up.
And my daughter's out there in it.
In a few minutes we're not going to be able to see anything.
Then stay here and rot.
Kip?
JESSICA?
JESSICA?!
Yah!
Boss, there's no hope of finding any tracks after all that rain.
We've got to keep looking.
Jessica!
Jess!
Jessica!
Jess!
HELP!
HELP ME!
Oh, help.
Jess!
So, that's it, eh? No more working for the old...
..your father.
I never thought I'd be sorry about that...
..but I am.
Why are you sorry?
I'll miss seeing you.
You won't miss seeing me, 'cause I'm not going back.
Come on Jess, you can't... Listen!
When I was trapped on that cliff, I was terrified,
but that passed and... I started to see things very clearly.
All I wanted was to see you again. To be with you.
Nothing else.
And so I hung on until you came.
Jess, I...
I have to take you back.
But I'm not going back.
They'll be worried sick about you.
I don't care.
There'll be men out looking for you, risking their lives.
Anyhow, I've got to get the cattle down.
Haven't you been listening to me?
Yeah, it's just that...
..I have to finish this job.
I'll take you to Spur's place and come back for the cattle.
I'm sorry.
It's just that, everything seemed so clear to me.
I'm sorry.
It's so peaceful here.
It's like we're the only two people on earth.
You ready, then?
Oh, Jim.
It's...
It's beautiful.
But wait till that gets here.
It changes so suddenly, doesn't it?
One minute, it's like paradise and...
..the next, it's trying to kill you.
Yep. That's how it can be up here.
But, uh...
..if it was easy to get to know it, there'd be...no challenge.
You've got to treat the mountains...
..like a high-spirited horse.
Never take them for granted.
It's the same with people too.
SPUR: Gone.
Nothing.
No colour.
Jezebel!
OOOH...
Holy creature!
So, that's what you've been trying to tell me all these years, huh?
That you're up HERE.
Spur?
Spur!
Damn.
What a strange place!
Who is this Spur?
I thought you knew him.
Why should I?
You wait here. I'll check down at the creek.
Spur?
Hello?
He's not down there.
SPUR: Jim!
Jim Craig!
Jim, my boy!
They said old Spur was mad...Ha!
Man! Ha! YA-HOO!
Are you alright? I never felt better in my life!
I...
Matilda.
I found the gold.
I'm Jessica.
Jessica Harrison.
Oh, Jessica!
You've grown up.
Jess, this is Spur.
And, uh...
..he's your uncle, your father's brother.
One of life's injustices. You never get to choose your own relatives.
Uncle?
Let this be a lesson to you, Jim.
I find a little gold
and suddenly, after all these years, the relatives turn up.
Why do you keep this portrait of my mother?
Uh...
The prettiest visitor I've ever had and not even a cup of tea! Come on.
What are you trying to hide from me? I'm not a child.
Hey, Jessica...
when you try to dig up the past.
Look Spur, Jess has to get home, and I have to go back for the cattle.
Can you take her down?
Sure. Sure.
You look after her for me, then.
Oh, I'll look after her...
..like you were my own daughter.
I won't be far behind you.
And don't touch his wallaby stew.
Why, you ungrateful tyke!
There'll be no wallaby tonight!
I'll kill the fatted calf.
Come to think of it, I already have.
Yah!
It WAS silly, I suppose, but I was so angry!
Then I couldn't think of anything else but seeing Jim.
No harm done.
What's the sense of being young if you can't be impulsive now and then?
Now, tablecloth. No expense spared.
And you can read the news while you're eating.
Aha!
They charge you three guineas extra for the cobwebs down in the city.
Glasses? On the shelf.
Oh. These must be quite valuable. Matched pair.
They're both broken.
Jessica, take this plate, and follow me to the cool room.
Now, for the pi鑓e de r鑣istance.
Ah, you raise beef!
Oh, well known for it.
Small, modest herd
made up of poor creatures who've lost their way.
And, uh, `H' is for...?
Uh, `homeless'.
Thank god she's safe. Where is she?
She's on her way home.
Why haven't I been told about Spur?
Well, was my mother unfaithful? Or...
Nonsense, girl. Was she?
What did Spur tell you? Nothing.
Aunt Rosemary, please.
About 20 years ago,
two brothers fell in love with the prettiest girl in the district.
Oh, she was young and life for Matilda was like childish games.
Well, both the men wanted her hand in marriage,
but she couldn't choose between them.
So she decided the first one to make his fortune would be her husband.
She hadn't the faintest idea
what chain of events that would set in motion.
Well, one of the men scraped all his savings together
and gambled in one bold throw - a horse named Pardon in the Cup.
It won, at 50-to-1 . He was wealthy.
Father.
And Spur?
He went looking for gold.
My dear Mrs Bailey, tell me,
by what magic do you transform this humble farmyard chicken
into such delicate ambrosia?
You do go on.
And you gave me my favourite piece too.
Oh? A plump breast.
Unless it be...tenderloin.
Oooh! Mrs Bailey!
Ooh, you're a cruel woman! Oh, I'm sorry.
Are you alright? I knew the moment I walked in.
I said to myself, ``This...is a woman to satisfy a man's...appetites.''
I didn't expect you for a while.
So I see.
How's Jessica? She's fine.
Er...Spur was, er, just helping me get her supper ready.
Oh, YOU'RE still here!
Well, you'd better not be when your brother gets back.
Run away? I'm too old to play the prodigal son.
Er, thank you, Mrs Bailey.
And come on, Jim. After I see Jess.
Hey, I think we'd better be going.
We'll let the weather clear a bit. I want to see her.
Hey!
Yes?
Forgive me?
You're back.
My thanks to you for my daughter's safe return.
Kane speaks highly of you.
Says you'd make a good cattleman.
I've got a few ideas.
Well, maybe I can be of some help to you.
It's time we had a talk.
You just rest, Jess.
Come.
When did you find Jessica?
Yesterday morning.
Morning.
Sit down.
You're very fond of my daughter, huh?
I love her.
Mmm. Love?
It's a goddamn strange sort of love.
Well, would you call it love?
Take a girl who'd been brought up to this and put her in a bark hut? Hmm?
We'd make do.
Living on air? Watch her grow old with hard work and child-bearing?
I'd look after her. Mm-hm.
Anyway, why don't you ask her? The decision is yours.
If you had a spark of man in you, you'd know the right thing to do is to walk away.
Now hang on! Your not the only one that can make something out of life.
I've got plans for my own place.
Make them with someone else's daughter.
I didn't carve this place out
to see Jessica run off with some fortune-hunter!
You BASTARD! SPUR: Jim!
How dare you come in this house?
My long-lost brother. Didn't recognise you without a gun.
Get out.
Gun? What is going on?
Come on, Jessica. Back to bed. Oh, no. I'm sick of secrets.
Get to bed! And both of you, get out or I'll...!
You'll what? Blow off the other one?
Spur...please.
I only shot to warn you off.
I'd hate to be around if your intentions were serious.
Father!
Tell me what happened!
Jessica, go to bed. No!
I have a right to know!
Oh, for heaven's sake, Harrison!
Let's get this thing out of the way once and for all.
Spur gave your mother a wedding present - a young colt.
Old Regret's first foal.
But your father couldn't stand the thought of another man giving her anything.
I wanted to shoot the animal, but...I couldn't.
I'm glad you draw the line someware.
Your mother feared for the horse and turned it loose.
Spur saw it running free and came to tell her.
And your father found them together.
Oh, it was all quite innocent, but...
..your father was in a rage and...Spur was shot.
Matilda decided to leave厊Enough.
In a way, she did go of her own accord...
..when you were born.
You're more a part of this, Jim, than you realise.
Matilda's colt is now the old stallion.
He leads the brumbies.
Now, who's to judge a man the rest of his life for one impetuous act?
It happened a long time ago.
I want to forget it... bare no malice.
Hey, don't worry.
It's just the beginning. Not the end.
Spur? Mmm?
I haven't had so much feminine attention in years.
I like it.
I'm leaving too.
It couldn't work, Jess.
SPUR: Ah! That's nice.
You come to open the gate, for your crippled brother.
You said enough tonight.
Turning Jessica against me.
Just as you did Matilda years ago.
You misjudge the girl.
Just as you did her mother!
Whose child is she?
Poor Mr Harrison.
You owe me the truth!
If you realy knew Matilda...
..you could never ask that.
Of COURSE she's yours!
But you dont deserve her!
Hah!
Oh, bandicoot! Oh!
Hear you've been up the big house, boy, eh?
Did you break in more than the colt
while you were up on that muster, hey?
Did you have to use your spurs, boy?
You've got the mind of a gutter rat, Curly!
CURLY!
Loose the bottle!
I did it before... and so help me, I'll do it again.
Oooh!
Oof!
You know, I could be hard to find in the mountains.
You're welcome at my fire any time.
That horse is worth ?,000, Moss.
You know how much money? Huh? Oh, yeah.
That's more than you'd earn in a lifetime working for that PRIG Harrison!
Yeah. Well, I'm going to fix him.
Yeah!
That fixed him! Yeah! Who?
Bandicoot, you idiot. They'll think he did that.
OK.
KANE: Whoa.
Well, it's definite. We found clean tracks.
The colt's joined the brumby mob.
Jesus Christ.
Well, at least he's not been stolen. Somebody set him loose!
No prizes guessing who.
Every man from every station about will be here by morning.
You find Clancy?
Not as yet. Well, get him!
That man's part bloodhound.
We'll get the colt back, boss.
JIM: No, thanks.
SPUR: You don't drink with your partner?
Partner? The goldmine.
Your father always had a half-share in it.
It's yours now.
You reckon there's enough in it for two?
You'd better have a drink.
May be the only thing you ever get out of the partnership.
In that case...
Jesus, Clancy!
You're going to give me a heart seizure!
You never could hear anyone else when you were doing the talking.
G'day, Jim.
Thought I'd find you here.
Staring at the mountains.
Yep.
Only place I'll ever feel at home.
Aren't you heading in the wrong direction?
No.
Heading back for Harrison's. You're a demon for punishment.
Somebody let Harrison's colt go.
What?! The colt from Old Regret?
He's joined the brumbies.
There's a mob of us going after him in the morning.
I thought you might want to be in it.
Well, they said you were, uh...good with a horse.
What's the first thing you do when a horse bucks you off?
You don't let him beat you, you get straight back on.
Well?
No, Clancy.
Oh, well, that's a shame.
Harrison's blaming you for it.
Why? ME?!
And you expect me to go back and help him?
It's asking too much of a man.
'Man', did you say?
That's what my father raised me to be.
Ah, yes.
I often think of Henry Craig.
He was a good man.
Well...maybe it's just as well.
Yeah, they probably wouldn't let him ride with us anyway.
No.
Where's Clancy?
He's not here.
Goddamn it!
We can't wait!
Gentlemen...
..I appreciate the speed with which you responded to my call.
My colt, the colt from Old Regret,
is running with the most cunning mob that ever crossed the ranges.
Now, we must be careful.
I've positioned scouts to send up flares as soon as they're sighted.
Now... Hoo!
Thank you, Clancy.
I need your help. I'm ready.
Look at him.
Come to survey his handiwork. Kane!
If he'd done it, he wouldn't be here.
You believe that? Get him off my property.
Hold it!
Both he and his hourse are mountain bred...
...I think he should come along.
We don't need him.
I asked him. You did what?
I want him along.
As you wish.
He'll dig his own grave.
You ride with me.
Come on!
Gentlemen...
..there will be a reward, to be divided among you as you like,
when the colt is recovered -
?00.
Hey!
Mrs Bailey!
Whoa! All the men have just left.
Well...
Where'd they go? Huh?!
Oh, I so wanted to go with them.
But...somebody's got to stay here and look after the womenfolk, right?
How's he pulling up, Jim?
Raring to go. Thanks for your help.
Clancy, wheel 'em to the right.
No fancy riding!
We'll have them from the jump.
MAN: Yah!
BOTH: Yah!
MAN: Hey, Curly! First bath for the week?
Wait for me!
You can bid the mob good day.
Look!
Where's Jim?
STOCKMAN: Glory be!
Will you look at that?!
Hah!
Hey... ...promised ?00.
It's yours.
That's not why I rode.
There are a dozen good brood mares in that mob.
I'll be back for them.
And for whatever else is mine.
I don't like to repeat myself.
She's not for you.
Jessica can make up her own mind about that.
You've got a long way to go yet, lad.
He's not a lad...brother.
He's a man.
He's a MAN!
The Man from Snowy River.
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