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Sarah!
Rene!
No!
Forgive me.
I wanted to spare you.
I know.
Who did find him?
Dr Duvalier.
Etienne? Two months ago.
His first day on a new post
he sees a man in a ward for the war damaged.
He thinks, "It cannot be. He is dead."
But it is Rene.
He had been there for six years.
Brain-damaged, not talking.
Perhaps not wanting to. They do not know.
Jean Manais saw him shot.
Perhaps a tired guard, one with a conscience maybe.
I don't care what state he's in.
I need to see him.
Which hospital?
He is with me now.
Here.
Rene.
My Darling... It's me.
It's Sarah!
I'm here Rene.
I'm here.
George.
George?
Wake up. Hmm?
This is the first time he hasn't managed to take himself to bed.
Where is he? In the sitting room.
What's wrong? Oh, nothing that concerns you.
Is it Father? I'll help.
Anna, he doesn't need the added shame of your seeing him this way.
Don't pretend you care about his feelings.
It's alright. I'll see to it.
Anna, stop.
Stop! She's right. He'd hate for you to see him like this.
I told you, I don't need protecting.
I'm thinking about him, not you.
And this war you've declared on Grandmother is not helping. Anna!
Anna, An...
Go upstairs.
She did this. Listen to me.
Look, every time you attack her it feeds his anger
and every night he has to come down here and drown it.
If you can't control yourself with Grandmother you need to leave...
..for his sake.
Come on. Time for bed.
Sarah... Put your arm around me.
Come on.
You fell asleep.
I'm alright.
It's... it's my little girl.
Don't you ever listen?
And so to bed.
Was there a point to sitting here?
I like feeling close to him.
Your brother-in-law?
The worms had Elaine long ago. Why not?
Don't let me forget to stay in your good books.
Do what I'm paying you for and there will be no cause for concern.
Bed for us too, I think.
How many beds are there at this farm of yours?
Spare me your tawdry innuendo.
Drive!
Duty calls. Stay!
It's tempting.
Thank you for a wonderful night.
There's an irony in your concern for Mother's heart
given this week suggests she doesn't have one.
I'm biting my tongue with Anna. Don't you start too.
Tell George I'll drop by. Come now.
I'd rather not rub his nose in our happiness.
Life goes on. He knows that.
Right at this moment? Not so sure.
- Good morning. - Good morning.
I'm glad you're both here.
I'm pleased you've decided to join us.
I won't be staying.
I wanted to apologise for my behaviour of late.
There's no need. Please.
There is. It won't happen again.
I'm pleased to hear it.
I'm sorry that you had to see me like that.
You're not the one who should be apolog...
Anna! It's true.
Anna was thinking of moving in with Aunt Carolyn, weren't you?
I'm happy to stay if you need me,
but things might be better if I'm not here.
I don't want to drive you out.
It's not you.
Your aunt will be glad of the company, I'm sure.
A wise choice.
Don't.
Excuse me.
Your father's apology, Anna's departure, both to the good.
She makes me sick.
You two at it again?
She breaks his heart and then she just sits there
blaming everyone else for what's happening.
You're upset. I understand. But you've got to...
I hate her! No, no, you don't.
Yes, I do. You're getting carried away.
I'm not a child, Jack.
Fine, but whatever you're feeling,
just remember your grandmother hasn't been well.
Go easy on her. I hope it kills her.
Anna! We'd all be better off!
Stop it! Stop acting like a spoilt bloody brat.
You can't talk to me like that. Well, someone has to!
You've got no right to... I have every right!
You're not my father!
I'm her doctor
and I'm your friend.
I'm ashamed to admit that I abandoned you.
I searched for you for a long time, but...
not long enough.
I don't know if you can forgive me.
If you're in there, my darling, I won't give up on you again.
I promise you.
Dr Jarvis has found a suitable girl,
the perfect candidate, he says.
Did he say when it might be?
Any time now.
It all feels very real suddenly.
It will be soon.
What will happen to my baby?
It will be taken away. It will be as if it never was.
A proper burial surely?
What we're doing is illegal. But I can't just...
As hard as it is, you have to be strong on that.
I should pack for the hospital.
Be ready.
Everything alright there, Mr Bligh?
Checking the fences.
Have you heard from Missy? I don't expect to.
You know, if you have a mind to
there's always a cold beer with your name on it at my place.
No need to mag.
I think I've overdone the alcohol.
I might take you up on a cuppa, though.
Righto, then.
I brew her up pretty strong.
I'll see you.
Well, it's up. How about some time away, huh?
No, I have to face the consequences of my actions
and the only way to resolve matters with George
is to bring things to a head.
Even if it kills you?
You're being Shakespearean.
Any niggles at all, I want to know.
Do you know the greatest irony in all of this?
I returned from Sydney with a new admiration for Miss Adams.
I was close to accepting her.
If not for Regina's discovery, I would have.
Well, have you told George?
Oh, it would simply sound like a grovelling plea for forgiveness.
Well, what if in the long run he doesn't forgive you?
Then I shall have to consider doing the unthinkable. Hmph.
G'day!
I heard it was sold.
That's right.
I'm Roy Briggs. I've been looking after the place.
Now, no offence, old mate, but you look like a bit of a city slicker.
So if you wanna get rid of any of this stock, just give us a hoy.
I'm not the owner.
Mrs Standish is.
Mr Briggs, I believe.
No doubt Miss Adams mentioned me.
Too right she did.
He's interested in the cows.
Not that one, I'm not.
Warm country welcome.
If you're worried about getting in the way, then don't.
Jack and I love having you here.
You and Jack, it all happened very suddenly.
Love can be sudden.
So intense so quickly.
Yes.
I've had the silliest thought.
Yes?
Nothing. It... it feels good to be away from Grandmother.
I'm sure.
I know what you're gonna ask. It's gonna have to wait.
You said a week and it's been a week.
I know... We need to fill Sarah's position.
We're understaffed. We're managing.
Just.
We need to face facts.
I'll put the word out.
I will.
Alma!
Dr Duncan, I saw you come... Are you sick?
Uh, no. I have had a touch of the collywobbles.
But it's Miss Carolyn I'm worried about.
It's probably none of my business,
but as a friend of Mrs Bligh's her concerns are mine.
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