The first 200 lines.
If two people were to be born at the exact same instant
and very near to one another, they would become
what's known as astral twins.
They would share a destiny.
It's a contract of sponsorship. Whatever you make,
you split down the middle with me.
She stole my purse. She doesn't know I found it.
The key to the strongbox is gone.
That wasn't gold. She switched it out!
Lydia Greenway.
- What's this? - Five dresses,
all hiding something.
You're the man with the scar - try leaving that behind.
Kill him.
You'll have to find him first.
Hey! This is Maori land!
The pink one is for when you're working.
For the pain.
- Whose is it? - It's mine.
Lydia, what are you doing here?
I came to bury my husband.
But it seems I arrived too late.
Heave!
Heave! Heave!
Heave!
Excuse me.
All set?
Brava!
Brava!
What do you say, we inaugurate this thing?
Out you come, girls!
Bottoms up!
Where is it? Where are they?
I got a star!
- And the next one? - I've got one too!
Number two!
There's one more out there! Where is it?
Lucky last!
Three!
Up you come, lads!
Over here's Charlie.
OK, Nilssen, mind the flames. Over here. Over there.
- Oh, I'm sorry. - Over here.
And our lucky last.
Now, get ready, boys. Say your prayers.
Five, six, seven, eight!
Stand up.
We have a winner, boys!
On the house.
I won! I won the woman!
I won her!
Eh? I won!
Yeah! Huh?
Anna? Come back here! Anna!
You get back on that stage right now!
- Miss Wetherell! - Get away from her!
What happened?
I couldn't find you. I thought you'd drowned.
- I thought you were dead! - That's enough!
- Just a minute. - Is that all it takes?
Mr Manner, what is this?
You won the game - just hold your horses.
Look, I kept it - your message in the paper.
- She can't read. - What?
She's illiterate.
- I need to see Anna Wetherell. - Not a chance.
I only want to speak to her.
No. She's finished work for tonight. Out.
- Out! - You're all in it together.
It's sick. You know that? You're sick, all of you!
I'm sick? Let me tell you something -
every day someone just like you
comes in here with a big fancy opinion just like that.
And you know what I do every day? I make sure she eats;
I wash her clothes; I put her to bed with a pillow down her back,
so she don't roll over and drown on her own self in her sleep.
You stand there all high and mighty...
talk down your nose to me;
you don't even know who she is.
Out.
All right.
- What's going on? - I don't know.
The night Crosbie died, I don't remember anything -
it's just a blank.
- You killed him. - No!
Oh, so you do remember something.
If I told you, you wouldn't believe me -
- it doesn't make sense. - I don't care if you did it,
Anna, but my neck is on the line here too.
If you don't tell me the truth, I can't protect you.
- He's missing. - Who is?
Emery. Since that night, I haven't seen him.
- So he's the guilty party? - No. They were friends -
- he wouldn't kill him. - So why'd he skip town, then?
- Anna, he is on the run. - No!
He hasn't just left; I'm telling you - he's missing.
It is perfectly within your power to advance me
a portion as a loan.
I am his widow, there are no descendants - it belongs to me.
I am afraid it's not quite that simple.
- Why not? - Well, there is,
uh, reason to believe that the gold might not have belonged to
him at all.
He made a strike at the Dunstan Valley last year.
Yes, it's just that this, er,
- particular- - What do you mean, particular?
Gold is gold - how can it be particular?
Um...
Aurora.
It's the name of a claim.
The man who owns it hasn't been seen since the night Mr Wells
died. I don't suppose you know of him?
Hindu chap?
Emery Staines?
What?
You're really starting to get on my wick - you know that?
Where is she?
Not here.
I was just thinking that when things go wrong,
we want it to be all because of luck and not because of us.
But when things go well,
we want it to be all because of us and not because of luck.
But it's both.
That's what's so difficult -
it's always both.
Will you just tell me where she is, please?
What's the story with you anyway?
You knew her from home or what?
No.
The voyage over, the last day,
we made a plan to rendezvous the evening we arrived.
- She didn't show. - So she changed her mind.
- No. - And now,
no one else can touch her.
Not everyone's a pig, you know.
Just because you've given up doesn't mean we all have.
Let me ask you something. The night she didn't show up,
by any chance, was anyone waiting for you?
She sold you out, my friend.
It's the oldest trick in the book.
Sorry - second oldest.
Lady, some soup.
Thank you.
Opium,
very bad -
poison.
I know.
No take.
Good -
you eat.
She's not working today.
- Did she sell me out? - What?
Did Anna Wetherell sell me out to Francis Carver?
- What are you talking about? - Does she know him?
Just answer me that. Has she ever mentioned Francis Carver?
Lady?
Lady, wake up.
Lady.
Lady!
- Mm. - Lady, you go now.
Ah.
Mm.
Ah. Good afternoon, Mr...?
I'm looking for someone. My brother, actually.
He doesn't know I'm here - I'm wanting to surprise him.
Oh. Well, that's very fine of you, sir. Older or younger?
Could you look up his name, see if he's done any business here?
Of course.
I am a younger son myself.
It's a curious fact -
nearly all of us are. You ask on any goldfield,
and six out of seven - the youngest son!
His name is Crosbie Wells.
Wells. Wells.
Step up!
- No one by the name of Wells. - Let me see that.
Right, Anna. Come on - let's get you down, then.
Anna, you all right?
If you don't mind me asking,
what happened to your face?
Right. In we go. Mind the step.
Up we go.
Staines?
Staines!
You've not pegged your claim. What's the meaning of it?
- You cheating me, boy? - I'm cheating you?
You cheated me!
I had a feeling you were waiting for me,
but it never even crossed my mind that you knew exactly why
- she didn't show up that night. - What are you talking about?
I know what you are - a convict!
All the clues were right in front of me.
I met the man who gave you your scar!
Only he never used your name, and I never thought to ask,
because I was stupid enough to have trusted you!
Where is he?
Where is Crosbie Wells?
She'll tell me.
Stay away!
- Argh! - Where is he?
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