Ten Pound Poms

Let me out, please!

Bye, lads.

Sorry.

..with a low temperature of...

Annie?

Annie!

What?

What?

It's your Terry - he's on the street.

Come quick!

Terry!

Terry...

Terry!

Terry.

Terry, wake up.

Terry, wake up.

Wake up!

Thanks, love. I'll see you.

Yeah. I'll leave you to it.

Where is it, Terry?

Where is the bloody money, Terry?

Where is it? Where's the bloody pay, Terry?

Where is it?! Where's the bloody money, Terry?

Stupid...

Where is it?!

Oh, you...

...filthy bugger!

Bloody hell.

Oh...

Oh, God!

Sorry, Annie...

Bloody hell.

Goodbye, rain. Hello, 300 days of sunshine a year.

We could have our tea in the garden.

Imagine having a proper garden.

Maybe you could get a palm tree, have coconuts for breakfast.

A fresh start.

I won't let you down.

Blimey. Where are you going?

Australia, mate.

Oh! How long's that going to take?

Six weeks, three days and approximately 14 hours.

Oh.

Try living with him. Hold that for me, son.

Here we go, then.

The start of our new lives.

Come on, gang. Right.

Get that, please, lad.

More arrivals.

There'll be hundreds of us.

I can't believe we're actually doing this.

Are you having doubts?

No.

No, of course not.

Australia - a great place for families.

Australia is an exciting new land.

A country in the modern world.

Create a real home for your family.

A good place to grow.

There's a bright future.

Come over to the sunny side.

The cost of the journey halfway around the world is £10.

Look for a new start on your way to Australia.

Welcome to Australia.

Hey, look at that.

They let them work in shorts.

I love Australia, me!

What do you think we've got in there, Tommy guns?

What's happening?

Whites only. Rules.

Three, two, one.

Next up, please.

Does everyone have their picture taken?

All new arrivals, yeah.

Three, two, one.

Thanks. Thanks.

Next.

You're supposed to be traveling with your fiancé, Henry Broad.

He changed his mind.

Couldn't face leaving England.

You realise on this scheme

you have to give up your passport for two years?

No exceptions. Yeah, I realise.

So once you pass by me,

you won't be seeing your fiancé again for a long, long time.

Well...

It was his decision.

I want to live in Australia.

All right. Come on, then.

Go on, Peter.

All aboard!

Annie? Go on.

Kate? Hi!

Terry, this is Kate. I met her on the boat. I told you.

This is my husband, Terry. Charmed.

Are ya? We're gonna miss it, come on. Looks like we're neighbours.

Go on. You get on. Thanks.

Hiya. How you doing?

OK?

No smoke, no fog.

Hey, look at them.

Amazing.

Well, you don't see that in Stockport precinct.

Oh. Here we go.

Home sweet home.

Is that...? Can't be.

Where are the houses?

Bloody hell.

It's like a prisoner of war camp.

G'day, g'day, new arrivals.

Fresh meat.

Welcome to paradise.

I'm the bloke that runs the place.

John Joseph Walker.

Everyone calls me JJ.

Now, I don't want to hear any of this Mr Walker crap

like you got in the UK.

You're in Aus now, and it's JJ.

Right.

Let's get some names going.

Pattie.

And this place is a dump.

It's nothing like the photos they showed. Pattie!

No, no, no.

Young lady's entitled to her opinion.

Over here, we have a little phrase for you Brits -

"whingeing poms"...

Poms? ..because you come over here

from boring old Blighty with its rain and its rationing

and we embrace you.

We invite you to our sun-licked paradise to work hard

and prosper, maybe even own your own home.

But all some of you do is bitch and moan

and complain about how much you miss good old England.

So no, Patricia, my love.

The Ritz Hotel, it is not.

But until your parents get a job, it's yours,

rent-free with hot and/or cold running water.

So...

Shall we?

Ooh, outside dunnies. You're going to love that.

A cool breeze washing over your bangers and mash.

There's only one bedroom.

What?

Where do we sleep?

That folds out.

It's so hot.

What's that? What is it?! Oh, it's a cockroach.

You know they can live for a week without bread?

Oh! How long can they live squashed? Pattie!

They carry disease. Just like you!

We came to the other side of the world to live in squalor?

Listen, everybody, this is just temporary, OK?

A lick of paint and it'll be lovely. A lick of paint, Terry?

We've sold everything we own to come here.

It was all my stupid idea.

Annie.

You happy now?

I didn't want to come here in the first place.

Where do you think you're going?

Now, because you were supposed to be in a couple,

I had you in a different hut,

but single woman, different scenario.

So I've got you next to the Andersons,

Bill and Sheila. She's great. You'll like her. Yeah?

Him - bit of a stick up his arse.

So, have you got work lined up?

Yes. A nurse in Cockburn.

Ah! Then you'll be golden.

So...

This is you.

Thank you.

It's, uh...

...beautiful.

So he just let you go, then, did he?

Across to the other side of the world without him?