Runt

[dog panting and whining rhythmically]

Thanks, Sylvia. Good luck with the casserole.

Family!

Hello!

- Hi, Mabel. -

Oi!

You bloody mutt!

That little runt's nicked me snaggers!

I know that dog.

He's been in me bins!

You're mine!

- - Gonna get ya!

Come back!

Morning, ladies!

- Dawn. - Kay.

I'll get you!

Busy day!

Yes.

Come here, mutt! Agh! Come here!

Gotcha!

Runt!

[statue piece cracks, clatters on ground]

[children chattering in distance]

- - Hello.

Don't you have anyone to look after you?

- You look hungry. -

You should come back tomorrow.

Look. I have something for you.

Eat up. It's all for you.

You like that, don't you?

Hm.

Do you want to come home with me?

[whistling 'Click Go the Shears']

Shearer!

Vapour rises way up into the sky,

then it collects and condenses into clouds,

and when it gets too heavy,

it falls back down as rain.

Not in Upson Downs it doesn't.

It hasn't rained in 375 days.

My mum reckons if the drought goes on any longer,

we might have to sell our farm.

It's awful.

I'm only allowed to wash my hair once a month!

What do you mean you 'wash your hair'?

Annie Shearer?

Annie Shearer?

- - Hey...!

- -

Annie! Annie!

Again? This is the third time this month!

It's an emergency. Can't be helped!

It's you who can't be helped, Bryan Shearer.

You've been disrupting my classroom

since you were in short pants.

Sorry, Mrs Formsby. I have to go fix something.

It's alright, sweetheart. I'll see you Monday.

Buckle up.

Sorry I had to pull you out early again.

It's fine. We were learning about storms.

Oh, yeah? We could use a few of those.

You know, your Grandpa Wally,

he was studying them at one point.

Had some wacky, woolly scheme he cooked up

about trying to make his own rain clouds.

Really?

Yeah, I could never make sense of it.

He had a lot of wild ideas, as you know.

Righto. Let's get the star of the show!

Come on, Runt. In ya get.

It's always worth a shot.

That dog's not gonna listen to you, Bryan, ya peanut!

Go get Annie!

I'm here, Grandma Dolly!

Oh, so you are!

They haven't gotten out again, have they?

- Yeah, 'fraid so. -

Come on, you two. Quick, outta sight!

Quick.

Come on, Runt.

Unbelievable.

Quick. Let's get to Earl's.

- -

Earl!

So, so sorry.

Oh, you didn't have to get all dressed up for me, mate.

Mr Shearer, your sheep have again

committed criminal trespass.

- - You have precisely ten minutes

to herd them off my property,

or they will be seized

under provision of the Ovine Charter.

Oh, the Ovine Charter. Absolutely, mate.

Um... let's go inside and have a chat about it, shall we?

You presume to invite yourself into my house?

You Shearers are incorrigible!

I don't really know what that means, but thank you.

Look, here's the issue--

It's just that Runt won't move if someone other than me

is here, Mr Robert-Barren!

He won't run if you're watching.

He really won't listen to anyone but Annie.

Believe me, mate, I've... I've tried everything.

Ready?

Come on, Runt!

Hup, hup! Get 'em, go!

- -

Weave, weave, weave, weave!

Go, go, go, go, go, go, go!

Get up, Runt!

- - Get 'em up, Runt!

Hold up!

Good job, Runt!

- -

Just under a minute to spare.

They are quite the team.

Mr Shearer.

The next time your sheep enter my property,

I will be issuing a writ of ownership.

Not that I particularly desire them.

Your father would be ashamed of their condition.

Still, it seems the whole town is in a decline these days.

Oh, that's right, Earl. Some of us are in decline.

It might have something to do with the fact that you

stole our water.

Stolen?

What's on my property is mine to keep.

A man has a right to put a dam on his own land.

I have always acted in strict accordance with the law.

And what happens downstream is not my concern.

You are welcome to bring action should you consider otherwise.

Ah.

As you know, my father tried that for years,

but you delayed and adjourned

and used every dirty trick you could till we ran out of money.

Mr Shearer,

if your financial position is dire...

...I am willing to make a very fair offer

on your little property.

G'day, viewers!

It's Mental Max here from 'To The Max',

bringing you another awesome stunt

from Upson Downs, Down Under.

Today I'm taking it up a few notches.

This one's called 'Rings Of Fire'.

I'm gonna light up the tyres of my bike,

fang it up that ramp there,

do a wicked flip over the fence

and stick the landing.

Got my 25th subscriber during the week,

so, pretty happy with that.

Remember to chuck us a like and a comment.

Let's get on with it!

Max!

- Max! - It's okay, Mum, I'm fine!

- Put it out! - Whoa!

- Put it out! - Oh!

Max, put it out! Come here!

Max!

My pants are on fire! Oh! Argh!

- -

Are they my sunglasses?

Who wants some Humble Pie?

It's canned asparagus, kidney beans,

Brussels sprouts and chicken surprise.

- I got it all on special. - Smells delicious.

Really good.

What do you think, Annie?

Tastes a bit...