Territory

Oi!

Go on!

You flinch, and that's how people get killed.

And you? Why aren't you prepping for the muster?

Oh, we're just waiting for the boss.

Breaking news. Daniel Lawson,

the president of the Northern Territory Cattlemen's Federation has died.

The youngest son of the Lawson family owned and ran the iconic Marianne Station.

I'm the last man left, Dad. I can step up.

You don't have the backbone!

My grandson! He's gonna run this station!

Our enemies are gonna be coming for us now.

That's the wonderful thing about the Northern Territory.

Mining leases trump everything.

We can do whatever we want?

You do one muster without Dan and you're taking my animals?

Deal was 800 grand and my pick of breeding cows.

And how do I know that even was the deal?

This is where your Pop bankrupts us.

- You know Campbell Miller, don't you? - Yes, I do. Very well.

Get off me!

Just go!

They're not your family. I am.

He hates ya.

I don't know why you stay with me, Em.

Please don't leave me.

That poor husband of yours is never gonna come good.

I'll take this place and I'll give it back to you...

Emily Hodge.

You have no right to any of this.

Fuck off. And keep it.

Mum! Marshall's stealing from us.

Colin, I think I've got a shot at bringing Marshall back.

In exchange for what?

You cut Susie in.

Bring that boy home, I'll give you whatever you want.

Thank you, brother.

It's my turn now.

All right.

All right, thanks.

Hey, Suse, what are you doing today?

Trent and some ringers are going bull catching.

No, go and find Nikki. You guys can be on fencing.

I'd like the stables cleaned up after that.

Really, Mum?

- This is how we're going to do this? - Yeah.

You want to stay, you can start from the bottom.

Just like everyone else, Suse.

Sure.

Bye!

I love you.

- Hey. - Hi.

You look nice.

Cattlemen's Federation meeting today.

Voting in a new president.

Right. Right.

I mean, you know, we've only stayed afloat the last few years

'cause Dan was president.

He controlled the weigh stations, Darwin Port, Quarantine mob.

I mean, we owned the industry.

And I need to show them that just because he's gone,

it doesn't mean that we are.

He was able to keep Miller in check.

Yup.

And I'm going to do that, too.

Because if anyone that is against us gets that presidency, they will bleed us.

Marianne is still the largest station in the Top End.

And all our neighboring cattlemen need to be reminded of that.

There's only so many times they can fix the fences, boss.

Hold on to them.

I'm going to go to the Cattlemen's Federation meeting to see what's what.

Maybe find us another contracting job.

One that won't fuck us like Colin.

You going to see the mob?

Yep.

McKenzie. Lawson.

I've got a job for you.

No worries, Mr. Lawson.

I want you to find my grandson for me.

He's stolen from me.

My daughter-in-law's looking for him.

But I don't trust her.

I need an insurance policy.

If you and your brother get a hold of him first,

you give him a choice.

He comes home or he's fucking dead to me.

You get those quads back and you treat him like any other thief.

You kick the living shit out of him and don't hold back.

Who are you kicking the living shit out of?

Nobody you know.

I'm going to go for Cattlemen's presidency.

Dan's memory, your backing.

I can do it.

They're not going to give it to you again, mate.

You got Sandra Kirby, Miller. Everyone's got their eyes on that place.

- Nothing new. - Yeah, well,

you know our finances are strained after that muster you called off.

We need to consolidate our power.

If you back me, I can do it.

Marshall's MIA.

I'm the only option.

Oi.

Ah, there she is.

Whoo! Let's go and make some money!

Deal is, you stay here and I'll get the croc eggs.

Sharnie, what are you doing?

Too slow, I got it. Oi.

Let's go, Sharnie.

Be careful.

Let's go.

Come on. We're pushing it.

Croc! Croc! Let's go! Croc!

Come on. Croc. Let's go. Sharnie, come on!

Leave them, woman. Let's go!

Come on.

Go, go, go.

Come on! Get in!

We actually almost got eaten by crocs.

Ooh!

Yes!

Well, do it yourself then.

Very well.

How you going, Auntie Em?

G'day, Ethan.

You here because Dad bashed old man Lawson?

Huh. Is he here?

Inside having a meeting.

Hello?

Hank?

Hank.

Sis. Just be a minute.

- Sorry. - Sorry.

- Hello. - You owe me one.

Let's take a rain check, babe.

Sounds good.

What are you doing?

I was having a bloody good time until you showed up

and ruined Christmas, Mrs. Lawson.

What are you doing here, hmm? You come to accuse me of another crime?

Cut the shit, Hank.

Can you put some clothes on? I just want to talk to you.

I'll just, I'll wait out here.

- You want a cup of tea? - No, thank you.

- You want a biscuit? - No.

- Beer? - No.

Righto.

Whoo.

I'll give you four grand for the lot.

Cash.

Deal.

Yeah.

Right, yeah. We'll be in contact.

- Oh, my God. - Mate, that was unreal.

- What the... - I thought...

You got in that croc nest...

- I thought I was going to die. - I thought you were going to die, too.

If you could do anything with this, what would you do?

- Something like going to the pub. - Going to the pub.

Oi, look what we've got. Let's go pub.

All right.

Focus up, kiddies.

Got ourselves a real job.

Okay, Mr. Serious. What job?

We're going to get ourselves some bulls, rich boy.

Worth much more than your croc eggs.

Sick. Where are we going?

You know, anywhere I say.

I just want to know what you're getting us into, mate.

We're going to go to Two Tree Station, bruss.

Is that all right with you, boss?

- Yeah, bro. - Yeah? Fuel up the chopper.

Oh, Rich.

Seriously, bulls?

You all right?

Ah. Two feet and a heartbeat.

- I need some help finding Marshall. - Oh.

Here I was thinking this was a rare social visit.

I hear that boy stole Old King Cole's quad bikes.

Why do you want him?

I promised Colin that I'd bring him home.

In exchange for what?

Come over and help knucklehead here.

We need new brands to hide the old Henderson ones.

No, I'm not helping you re-brand stolen cattle.

I don't need her help.

Shut up, you idiot.

You got no imagination. Neither do I.

Emily was always the best at this.

Come on. Show him.

No.

You used to do it for Dad.

Yeah, 'cause I had to.

Want to find your stepson?

Really?

Yeah.

That one looks a little too close to a Lucy Runs brand.

And that one looks like Brown and Hill.

And that one, I mean, that one is just terrible.

I see you've got some of Fletcher's cattle in the yard.

No, no. Bought those fair and square.