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-Hon? -Hmm?
Let's get you out.
Hey, bed.
You too, okay?
Those cows won't milk themselves.
Come on. I'm gonna take this.
Thank you.
-Night, Daddy. -Mm.
Hey.
-Come on. -Mm.
Don't go in tomorrow.
I have to.
We're way behind.
Just take the day off.
You can't get sick.
It's just a headache.
If I don't make it...
you have to be here for the kids.
You're not going anywhere.
-You beat it before. -Yeah, and it came back.
It's not aggressive.
It's watch and wait.
I'm watching.
Come on.
Boys.
All right, guys. Listen up. Huck and Francis on the brumby.
-Simmsy. -Yo.
Bog out from the south sump and dump it in the grizzly.
-On it. -Milt, Terry, Sam.
-Yep. -Carry on installing the 4-inch
- in by A heading. - We know.
-Uh, Mike, Lindsay? -Yep.
Stoppings, cross cut four. Zen and Kane, ditto, please.
-Rockhouse boys, where are you? -Hey.
Daniel, can you get the loader going? It has broken down.
Again?
Yes, again. And Ben,
you are with Joe.
He is our clean skin.
You and Josh show him the ropes, please.
-Is he even legal? -Fully. 17 yesterday!
Oi!
Ben, wait up.
What?
Heard you had an incident yesterday.
Oh, it's fine. It's no biggie. Just... skin off my hands.
Well, give us a look.
Don't get up on me. I did the form.
Hey, did Daddy kiss it better for ya?
Shut the fuck up.
Too hard?
Rocky?
-Mm. -Too hard?
Mm.
No, no.
When's Neville coming?
-He can't. They're flat out. -Oh.
Hang on till Christmas?
He's coming then. He'll bring the boys.
-They enjoying it down there? -Yeah, loving it.
Especially Ben.
He was...
He was struggling a bit at uni, you know?
He was giving himself a hard time.
Like you.
Anyway...
this is a good job for him.
He's got mates. He's earning money.
He's saving to go overseas. Did I tell you that?
Yeah, that's the story, see the world.
Good on him.
Yeah.
Don't moan. You all promised me. So open.
We're gonna skip the group activity papers.
We'll go straight into creative... writing.
Okay? Open it up.
Nice of you to join us, Sonya.
And your homework, get that out, please.
I want proof. I need to see that you've done it.
Right, um, just your text, so I'll float around,
and I will have a look at each of your texts.
Come on.
-Mum. -Dance with your mum.
-Shame. -I might go get some chips.
Thanks.
you're a man now.
-No, I'm not. -Yes, you are, a working man.
Tit puller.
Sharemilker, Leash.
Okay. Look, save it for Dad, yeah? He loves this.
Okay.
Let's toast...
to your first pay.
-Cheers. -Cheers.
Cheers.
Now I'm gonna whip your arse.
No, you're not.
You break.
Okay.
-No pressure. -No pressure.
Yep.
Anna. Anna.
Hey.
Hello?
Oh, no, he's actually not here yet.
Sorry, I can't-- I can't quite...
Uh...
Okay.
Okay.
Bernie speaking.
-Tommy! -Heard it on the
fire brigade frequency, a callout to the mine.
-Is he here? Deb? Is he here? -No. No, he's not.
Okay, um, stay here till Dad gets home,
and just call me when he gets back, okay? Kids?
-Oh, hey, Mum? -Yeah?
-Have you heard from the boys? -No. Why?
...on the phone to staff at the mine as we speak.
He did confirm, though, that there were 35 miners
down in the mine for the afternoon shift...
It won't be them.
They don't know whether it's a communication problem...
Dan doesn't work Fridays, and Ben's on nights.
Okay, honey, and if you see your brother,
just give me a quick call. I mean, I know you're okay.
I just need to hear your voice. Love you. Bye.
Open the gate.
My husband's in there. Milton Osborne?
Open the bloody gate!
open the gate up, guys.
Where's the mine?
Have you guys got a procedure if something like this happens?
How far away is the mine?
Can we walk up there, or is it a drive? How far is it?
You can't go up there, mate.
-Son? -Yeah.
Just heard on the radio.
-Are the boys okay? -Uh...
Uh, I don't know. I mean, I...
I don't know what I'm doing.
Looks like you're packing.
I don't know where it is. Up a mountain somewhere?
-Two have come out. -Milt?
No, cop said they walked out. There could be more.
Fuck. Fuck.
Come on.
No signal. Come on. We're in the mountains. You know that.
Yeah, I know we're in the bloody mountains.
I can see them.
Something good will come of this.
Like what?
Yeah. I don't know what.
I can tell, right?
Yeah?
What?
Mum.
Daniel.
Mum... Sorry.
I stink.
You okay?
Did you...
Did you see-- Did you see Ben?
Your boy's a hero.
-What? -He saved my husband's life.
Did you see him?
No, no, no, no, no.
It's okay. It's okay. It's okay. Shh.
It's okay.
You're okay. You're okay.
You're safe.
You're safe. You're safe.
You're safe, honey.
You're safe.
Hey, Nev.
Hey, Nev! Was Ben in the mine?
-Hi, darling. -Hi, Mum.
Have you heard anything yet?
Yeah, not yet. Any minute now.
Is Casey with you?
Yeah.
Good. Well...
get some sleep. I'll call you first thing.
-Love you. -Okay.
Night, Mama.
-You'll be all right? -Yep.
Mrs Rockhouse.
Mrs Rockhouse.
Mrs Rockhouse?
Sonya? How is your son?
We just want to know if he's all right, Sonya.
Your husband works for the company?
It's ex-husband, all right?
Can you get out of the way, please? It's enough.
It's Peter Whittall. Stuart, it's Peter Whittall!
Peter?
Mr Whittall!
Sarah here from 31 News. I have a few questions, please.
Peter, do you have anything to say to the families
of the...
Right, uh...
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