Terminal Velocity!
Technologically advanced for ultimate durability.
Futuristically fatal distance slayers for real stayers
with terminal power and velocity
for speed so fast they're deadly.
Terminal Velocity - it's the grip that lets you rip.
G'day, I'm Curly Hawkins, All-Australian football player.
Kicking goals and winning premierships takes a massive toll on my shoes.
That's why I head down to the Shoe Emporium
for the best prices in town.
Get down to your local Shoe Emporium today.
- Shop 12, Main Street, Herbertson--
Who wakes up at 4:45 a.m.?
Me.
I'm Percy Boy Collins.
And I really need a new pair of shoes.
This is my house. I live here with my two aunties and my pop.
Good morning, Pop.
Morning.
Where's the Vegemite?
He's gettin' old, this fella.
Pop, you know Aunty likes it in the fridge!
He reckons Vegemite will put hairs on my chest.
Who on earth would want hairs on their chest?
- Ready for work? Yeah.
- I'm gonna quit but. Truly?
I'd keep quiet if I was you.
Morning!
And these are my two crazy aunties.
Why is every light in the house on?
Sorry, Aunty Cressida. Morning, Aunty Prue.
Morning. - How's Crackles?
- Still talkin' cheeky. - Hey!
You nuisance.
Is there a frog in the house?
Dad, that's disgusting!
Crackles!
Oh, Pop!
Hmm? Smells lovely.
- You, out!
Go sit in that good chair of yours.
Oh, you know if I sit in that thing, I'll never get out again.
Mm-hm.
Come on.
Where's the Vegemite?
Oh, it's in the cupboard, where it belongs!
I'd better go. I'll be late for work.
Keep your head down when you work,
your chin up and your fists to yourself.
- And don't be afraid of the dark. - I'm not afraid of the dark.
- Maybe I'm a little afraid of the dark.
Morning, Mrs. Lou.
- Ah, good morning, Percy Boy.
When you finish dressing, meet me in the hay shed.
That's my boss, Mrs. Lou.
And that's my pop's horse out the back.
She's retired now.
Same time Thursday?
Actually, Lou, I'm quitting.
I hounded her for weeks to get this job.
You hounded me for weeks to get a job here!
Yeah. Sorry.
If you quit, there's no coming back. Understood?
I'd better get going. See ya, Mrs. Lou.
And tomorrow I'll have enough money to buy my new shoes.
Yeah, I can almost afford to get my new shoes.
I told you - Terminal Velocities.
It's the grip that lets your rip, they reckon.
I'll be even faster than I am now.
Oi.
School!
Bus.
Talk tomorrow. See ya, Pop!
Truly?
And one more thing you should know about me
is I like to run.
A lot.
What happened now, Percy?
Funny story, hey, Miss.
I missed the bus, so I took off running, eh?
Well, that is the most interesting story I've heard all day, Percy Boy.
And I'm that fast, Miss, that I beat the bus to school.
Well, if you're so fast, why didn't you just beat the bus to the next stop?
Yeah, um, nuh. I think you missed the point, hey, Miss.
Your tape's undone, Percy Boy.
Just the person we're looking for.
Ben, I don't have any money.
You know the rules.
Swirlie it is.
No! No!
- I hate you! - Guess you'll bring cash next time, eh?
Keithy, welcome to our big little school, or our small big school.
Anyway, welcome.
Do you want to tell the class a little bit about yourself?
Hello.
Like, my name is Keith Cobb, but everyone just calls me 'Keithy'.
Can I just call you 'Fatty'?
Ben Duncan! You can pick up 50 papers at recess for that.
Oh, come on, I was just joking, Miss.
- Which way, lads?
Oi, new fella. Percy Boy Collins, grade five.
Uh... Percy Boy Collins!
That's my name, don't wear it out.
Nah, gammon. What, Miss?
Well, it's five past 9:00. You're late.
Well, it coulda been worse. I coulda did a number two.
Yeah, funny.
Keithy, why don't you take a seat next to Percy Boy?
Um, a bit of shush, please.
Percy, can you see me before recess?
Got that gout again, Mr. Saxby?
Is he gone yet, lad?
- He's gone. - Good.
Like, is this really what you have to write?
"I must not be late to class, then run my mouth faster
"than the legs that made me late for class in the first place."
I know. 50 times. And I've only done two lines.
This is gonna take me all term.
Don't you want your ball back? Just grab it, Daisy. It's right here.
Want it? You sure?
Yep.
Come on, Daisy. What's the matter, little piggy?
Leave her alone!
Bruss, she'll work it out.
Nuh, I gotta help her.
Mr. Saxby, help!
- It's mine! - Don't you want your ball back?
- Too small. Give me my footy, or else!
Or else what?
Oi! What on earth do you think you're doing?
Daisy, get inside. You two, get back to your classroom.
Aw, sir, we were just muckin' around.
Stay away from them. That's the Wolf Pack.
You wait, fatty.
Before I forget, the voucher race is tomorrow at lunch.
And, also, the sign-up sheet for the Athletics Carnival
is up on the notice board.
Alright?
That's a flash watch, lad.
Oh. Like, my dad gave it to me.
To remember him when we're apart.
Bruss, any chance you could time me with that thing at lunch?
Wow.
Did you see that? Man, that was fast!
How'd I do?
It was, like, 15 seconds.
Yeah, lad, that's not bad. I reckon I could win that race tomorrow.
Like, what's the race for?
The School Council puts it on once a year.
It's to promote health and fitness or something.
The winner gets a $50 voucher!
Like, that's pretty good. What are you gonna buy with it?
Bruss, there's these shoes I've been saving for.
What do you want? I want to play.
No! You can't play.
Why not?
You're just not allowed.
- Hey, team? Yeah!
- You're too rough. - It's not 'cause she's too rough, Gabe.
- It's 'cause she plays like a girl.
Mr. Saxby!
Daisy, Ben's the captain, and he said no. Now chop-chop.
What about assistant coach? - Go and try out for the netball team.
I'm sorry, Daisy, but I have to think about team unity.
And you've never even been a coach.
I could out-play and out-coach the lot of you.
Sure, sure.
Rightio, boys...
I thought it would be different here.
Percy Boy!
Why are we stoppin'?
Like, this is where me and my mum live.
That's a flash house, bruss.
Wait, where's your dad?
He and Mum are getting divorced.
Oh. Sorry, bruss.
What about your parents?
What's the time, lad?
5:00 p.m.
Oh, I'd better go home, before it gets dark. See ya.
But it doesn't get dark for another three hours!
- Oi! You're late for school.
Come on, I'll drop you off.
See ya after school.
Ah, front seat, front seat.
And watch for cars.
Only crims sit in the back.
Thanks for the lift.
Hey, hey...
How's that lovely aunty of yours?
- Aunty Prue? - Mm...
She's mad!
Eh? Mad about Crackles.
I'm not talkin' about Prue.
I'm talkin' about... you know... Aunty Cressida.
She's... she's mad too.
About all of us.
Well, go on in there and learn somethin'. One plus one.
Go on, then. Get in there.
Oi! Don't slam my door, dummy.
Dad reckons you better win that race.
Duncans don't lose.
What are you looking at, dummy?
Bit of shush, please! Bit of shush, thank you!
Okay, anyone racing, line up, please.
And then the rest of you can just wait over there.
- You've got this. Quickly and quietly.
Behind the line. Stay behind the line.
- Stop it! - Ah-ah!
Keep it clean, thanks. Quickly.
Come on, Ben. Let's go, Ben, come on.
Come on, Ben, let's go.
On your marks...
Come on, Ben, you can do it!
Set...
Go, Percy Boy!
Keep pushing, keep pushing.
You right, Percy Boy?
The winner is... Ben Duncan. Well done, mate, well done.
- $50! He's rich!
Excellent work, all of you.
Don't worry about him. You did your best.
Choker.
You didn't beat me today, and you're not gonna beat me at the Athletics Carnival.
- Don't bother signing up.
Rightio, off to lunch.
Chuck his bag, chuck his bag!
We told ya we'd get ya!
Oi! What are you kids doin'?
You're an idiot, Ben!
What's wrong?
Did Ben do that?
Right, first thing tomorrow, them Wolf Pack are getting kung-fu kicked!
I'll kick 'em in the colon and the semicolon!
No, don't do that. You can't beat them that way.
Well, we can't just let 'em get away with this.
I'm gonna beat Ben at the carnival. But I'll need those shoes to do it.
I'll figure out how to get the money for the shoes. You figure out how to win.
You'll need to train.
I'll need a coach.
Daisy!
Good hustle, fellas, keep it up.
- Hopefully she says yes. - She better.
Don't tackle him 'round the legs.
Hi, Daisy.
You stink! Gotta try harder! Get in there!
- What do you want? - I'm looking for someone to train me.
Yeah, I don't think so. I'm coaching these guys.
I thought you weren't allowed near them.
I train them long distance.
Excuse me.
Agh! You're a dropkick who can't even handball!
Ben Duncan, you're the biggest prima donna out there! You're useless!
Oh, well...
We'll find another way to beat Ben Duncan at the Athletics Carnival.
Did you say beat Ben Duncan?
Be at the oval tomorrow. We'll figure something out.
Daisy, your last name's Hawkins.
Are you related to Curly Hawkins, the footy player?
Curly Hawkins?
Three-time All-Australian, winner of the Brownlow Medal,
best midfielder of his generation?
Never heard of him.
See youse tomorrow. Don't be late.
What do you think you're doing?! Just kick it!
Here you go, Pop.
Mmm... Ta, bubby.
Why are you always out here at night?
I'm waitin'.
For what?
Whatever comes along.
How was school?
It was alright.
Doesn't sound alright.
I lost that bloody race.
Oi, language.
I tripped over.
Truly.
Well... no shoes and no job...
Hm.
And it's worse than that. Everyone...
Everyone what?
Everyone laughed at me.
I could punch 'em clean in the mouth.
Probably be the first clean thing to go in or out of their mouths too.
- Oi! But I've got a coach
and I'm gonna start training.
Your running is a gift, Percy Boy.
You've just got to learn to use it to run towards solutions,
instead of away from problems.
Like the washing up.
- Go on. Do I have to?
- Yes.
- Them lights are busted. What did you say?
The lights. They're on the fritz. Going off and on again.
Anyway... goodnight.
Mum! Dad!
Go get help!
Percy! Help us!
Dad!
I had that dream again.
I'm sorry, Mum.
I'm sorry, Dad.
Crackles! Crackles!
Oi. On or off?
- Off. Where are you?
Way off.
- What are you doin'? - Have you seen Crackles?
Oh, yeah. He was in the backyard giving cheek to that dog next door.
Oh, that Crackles is so naughty.
Just like his owner.
- Ah... - Come on.
How 'bout we go look for him?
- Higher, higher, higher!
Faster, faster, faster!
Good on ya, Percy Boy.
Lift your feet.
Don't trip! Lift your feet!
I hate this!
Do you want to win this race or what?
- Yes. - Come on.
How are we gonna get these shoes in time for the carnival?
We could mow lawns.
We're in a drought, and no-one's gonna pay us to mow dead grass.
Dog walking?
Nuh. Dogs hate me. And I hate them.
We could clean pools?
There's only one pool in town.
You're just gonna have to run the race with no shoes.
What?! No!
That's Crackles' tree.
Who's Crackles?
He was a cockatoo Aunty Prue found when she was painting once.
- How'd she catch him? She didn't.
He had a busted wing and just walked right up to her.
- Really? Yeah.
Me and him were mates back in the day.
That's cool. - Yeah.
Oh. Come on. There's something else out here I want to show you.
Come on!
Wow!
- Stop!
Why?
Because this used to be an old goldmine 100 years ago.
Them farmers went and used it like a dump for their fuel drums.
Really? - Yeah.
So if you chuck a rock over the edge, it could make a spark or something, hey?
Then boom!
Well, I heard
some people reckon it's where the town's ghosts sleep during the day.
Ooh, let's go for a look!
Oi, I just told you, it's dangerous.
We don't have to go down.
Nah, I want to come for a look.
Come on, Nervous Nelly.
Like, are you scared?
What? No... It's just dark and dangerous, is all.
There's a platform you can sit on!
But it goes down even deeper!
Are you coming in or what?
Truly.
Oh, come on, you slowpoke!
Oooh, it's super scary down here.
It's so dark. Watch your step.
Shut up, Daisy.
Don't fall! There's nothing but darkness down here.
- Ghosts too, probably. Daisy!
Don't!
- Woooh! Woooh! - Agh! Daisy!
Youse two are idiots! I don't know why I let you hang around me.
Percy Boy! I was just joking around. Come back.
He's such a sook.
What's happened that was so bad?
I thought we were all mates.
I dunno why they'd even try to scare me.
You sure you haven't blown things out of proportion?
You know those flickering lights?
They're spirits drawing energy to show themselves.
It's alright, Percy Boy. They're called "Lost Souls".
Is that one of them?
They won't hurt us.
I started seeing 'em around your age.
No need to be afraid.
Too late.
We just need to help them towards the light.
That's something you need to learn.
Help ghosts? Yeah.
Nup. No way.
Percy Boy!
Percy Boy, Daisy wants to say something to you.
Look, um...
I'm really, really sorry about what happened the other day at the mine shaft.
Nah, it's alright.
Thanks.
Mrs. Lou?
I'll be right there!
Mrs. Lou.
I hope you're here to buy a horse?
So, funny story...
I didn't win that race and I need my job back.
Oh-ho-ho, I'm sorry, Percy Boy,
but you have to realise there are consequences.
I'll work an afternoon shift for free.
Ahh. And?
I'll work Sundays at weekday rates.
- And? - I'll even take the bins out on Tuesdays.
Take this. My back is killing me.
What time do you call this?
3:15.
Sorry. My watch is broken.
Sorry!
What took you so long?
Training started at 7:00 a.m. sharp!
I had to work. Need the money.
Can't beat Ben in these crappy shoes.
It's a bad tradesman who blames his tools.
Do a warm-up lap.
For goodness' sake!
Stupid shoes...
So, what's our plan for this shoe situation?
We're gonna sell some of my dad's old stuff for cash.
Mum doesn't want it around the house anymore.
Where?
How much more money do we need?
About $40.
So, what do you think, Mr. Davis?
'Mr. Davis'?
Nobody calls me 'Mr. Davis', alright?
Except for the cops that one time.
Just call me 'Dodger'.
Oh, and that's Harvey.
Harvey's untrainable.
Harvey, sit!
Anything of value here, Dodger?
Well, let's have a look.
Well...
... I reckon, on a scale of one to ten,
your junk comes in at a... zero.
That's not bad, though.
Tell you what, I'll give you...
... five bucks for the wagon.
We'll take it. You can keep the rest of the junk if you want.
How much for your watch?
It's not for sale.
We're keeping this.
What a rip-off.
Shh. Shh.
Grab as many as you can.
Oi! Get out of my yard!
Go! Quick!
- Morning! Morning! Nice shirt. One, please.
That'll be 50 cents, thank you.
- Here you go. Have a good day. - Thank you.
How's the lemonade business, hmm?
- Bit quiet. - Mmm. Did you hear?
Someone stole Mrs. Carrol's lemons from the tree yesterday.
Oh. Terrible!
Awful news.
- Really? - Mm-hm.
Probably a one-off thing, though, eh?
Yeah. Probably right, eh.
Here, give me one.
Bit bitter.
Probably not worth 50 cents.
- Come on, Percy Boy. - You got it!
Lift those feet.
Nope, not jumping.
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go!
Go, come on, come on, come on!
Urgh... I don't want to train.
- What are you doing? - It's the weekend.
Oh, this is too hard!
We'll never win like this. Come on, Percy Boy!
- Come on! - Oh, what?!
I've got a great idea to make some money.
Oh...
Daisy.
Are you related to Curly Hawkins?
No relation.
Crackles reckons you're in big trouble.
What did they do?
- Is it graffiti? - It's certainly on par.
Oh!
Bank robbery? Murder?
Tax evasion?
What did they do?
"Twenty bucks or the gnome gets it. Details on the back."
Gnome-napping.
- I'm sorry, did you just say-- - Gnome-napping?
Cressida, I want you to know that I've smoothed this over with the gnome's owner.
- Cressida Collins? - Yes.
Emergency services!
Three years volunteer and five years SES.
I am your new fire sergeant.
Sharon Cobb. Nice to meet you. We're new here.
Yes, I heard. I hear you've--
Listen, I'd love to pick your brain sometime about bushfire protocol--
Hey, Cressida. Call me if you need help with the discipline.
Come on, Aunty Prue.
Or are you hanging around for Constable Kennedy?
Yep, and back to work.
Come on.
Any troublemakers in here?
- Aunty Cressida still wild?
Probably be good to make yourself scarce for a couple of days.
Remember what I said about the lights?
I know you do.
It's a sign, mate.
Spirits showin' themselves.
The last thing I need is ghosts around me.
You got to listen to me, Percy.
You got to help 'em.
Help 'em see the light.
Just a gentle nudge is all they need.
I can show ya.
I can't do it.
Yes, you can.
They're running away too, mate.
Not going where they need to go.
I love you, Pop, but no.
- Morning. - Morning.
Look, Aunty. My shoe can talk.
I'm Percy Boy's shoe!
What are they making shoes out of these days?
You know, shoes used to last forever. If you didn't run so much...
He wouldn't be Percy Boy.
Do you want to borrow my boots?
I love you, Pop, but no.
Wear them sandals.
- I am not wearing sandals. Suit yourself.
See youse. I'm gonna be late.
Remember, Percy Boy,
keep your head down, your chin up and your fists to yourself.
Aww... Percy Girl's got no shoes.
Shut up!
No, you shut up, Daisy Boy.
You okay?
See anyone else without shoes?
Ta-dah!
Percy Boy Collins,
can you come to Lost Property, please?
I haven't lost anything.
Okay, now, class, we have a very special visitor today.
From the fire brigade.
Everybody please say good morning to Fire Chief Sharon Cobb.
Good morning, Fire Chief Sharon Cobb!
Good morning, everybody.
Ah, Ben Duncan! You can go wait for me at the Principal's office, please.
I'm so sorry about that.
Not it's okay. I get it a lot.
Fire!
It's hot.
It's dangerous.
It's out of control!
But what do we do when we're faced with one? Hmm?
Well, we get down low and we go, go, go. Repeat after me.
We get down low and we go, go, go.
Is that your mum, Keithy?
But not if it's a bushfire.
Because when there's a bushfire, that's different, isn't it?
We meet at the assembly point.
And where is the assembly point?
- Keithy?
- Well, it's in the old school hall. Ah.
Remember that. Okay.
Herbertson is, after all, a fire-prone area.
You know, people have lost their homes, haven't they?
And, um... their livestock.
Pets.
Oh, and...
... some have even lost their loved ones.
Where is he going?
- Oh, Cressida, hi. Um... - Hi.
I'm so sorry about Percy Boy. I... I had no idea about his parents.
- A bushfire? I mean, of all things. - You weren't to know.
Is he, um... is he okay?
He should be fine. He just needs some time. You know?
Yeah. Yep, yep.
Hey, I was thinking of cheering him up. Maybe Keithy could come for a sleepover?
- Yes. - Okay.
- I'll drop him off at 5:00. - Alright.
- Thank you. - His first ever sleepover!
He's gonna be so excited!
- Okay, bye. Bye. - Oh, okay, bye.
I've come for a sleepover!
I thought you might like some company!
Come on in. Come on, let's put your stuff in my room.
Who's that? Wouldn't have a clue, bruss.
Terminal Velocity... Technologically advanced
for ultimate durability...
- Everything okay in here? - Yep.
Well, I'll see you pair in the morning.
Oh, and don't go watchin' them late-night films on SBS. Alright?
- Mm-hm. - Yep.
I'll see you in the morning.
- 'Night. - 'Night.
This is great.
Me and my dad used to watch kung-fu movies like this all the time.
When he was...
My dad was always away with work. He didn't do anything with me.
Hey, at least your mum's cool.
Yeah.
She takes me to do stuff all the time.
Like, last holiday, we went to Mount Kosciuszko.
My mum was cool too.
I used to try and catch the leaves and the grass the wind used to blow.
She used to call me her Windcatcher.
Windcatcher.
Were you there for the fire?
I went to go get help... but I was too slow.
Keithy, bruss. Come look at this.
What? I don't see anything.
- What? Nothing? - Nuh.
You don't want to start the week off late, do ya?
- Move it. - I hate Mondays anyway.
Monday hates you, with that attitude.
Let's get our spelling books out
and put our chatter away, thank you.
I don't know.
Better late than never, bruss, eh?
Where have you been? Recess is nearly over.
What? How'd you get that? - Where's your watch?
- Keithy... - It's alright. I wanted to do this.
Nuh. We'll go and get it back. That's from your dad.
Dodger's like my Dad... ... he doesn't do returns.
Besides, I don't need it. I got something better.
Thanks, bruss. I owe ya.
Percy!
Come here!
Come here, Percy Boy.
I'll show you what to do.
He's not ready yet.
We'll try again soon, Uncle.
So this horse is a knight. And this is...?
A pawn.
- A prawn? - No, a pawn.
- Argh! Daisy!
- What is wrong with you? Scaredy-cats!
I am not. - I am.
Yes, you are. You're scared of ghosts.
And I suppose you aren't?
Nah. I wish they were real.
Love to speak to my nanna again.
Wouldn't you like to speak to someone you knew who passed away?
I gotta go.
Aunty Cressida? In here.
Have you seen Pop? He's not on the verandah.
Oh, he said he was tired, so maybe he went for a laydown.
Oh, here. Yes. Ooh...
Pop? You awake?
I need to talk to you. It's important.
Pop.
Have you seen Mum or Dad?
Are they Lost...
Nah. He's not in his room.
Crackles reckons he's in the toilet!
Oh, he might be in his good chair!
But he can't get up from his good chair.
Pop?
Pop.
Pop!
Aunty Cressida!
Dad?
Dad.
Dad...
Dad?
Pop... Help us!
Dad, no. No, Dad... Dad, no. No, Dad...
- Pop!
Percy?
You alright?
You had a bad dream, eh?
- I couldn't save him. - What?
Just like I couldn't save Mum and Dad.
What do you mean you couldn't save Mum and Dad?
That night. The fire. I ran to get help.
But I couldn't save them.
No, Percy Boy. That night of the fires you was with me.
Your mum and dad wanted to stay to defend the house.
But they made sure you were safe.
I... I remember it differently.
Percy Boy, they're just dreams.
Come on. Get up. We got a big day ahead.
Thank you all for coming.
There's so much I could tell you about my father and who he was.
But if you're here today listening to me, then you already know who he was.
My father was a very funny man.
And his humour always came from his quietness and his wisdom.
And there was always an upside for him and for others in his humour.
If he was here right now, he'd probably say...
"Enjoy that feed."
"Start without me, because I'm busy."
Crackles!
Crackles isn't here.
Naughty boy, Crackles...
He's probably toddled off to Garrison's Farm.
It's okay. How 'bout we go look for him?
Um...
Dad used to tell me not to live in fear.
And he used to tell me, when I was younger, to...
... to...
Um...
Keep your head down, chin up and your fists to yourself.
That's the one.
So, please, think of Dad with a tear today...
... and a smile tomorrow.
The Wolf Pack.
- This is our spot. - Let's just go back to mine.
Nuh.
Can't... breathe...
Where's your puffer?
Percy Boy!
At... home. - What's wrong?
Quick. He's having an asthma attack. Get help.
Breathe.
Quick.
It's okay.
I need an ambulance!
My friend, he can't breathe!
Old Garrison's Road.
I'm just gonna put this oxygen mask on for you. There you go.
Percy! What's goin' on?
This is all your fault, Percy Boy.
You shouldn't have taken those shoes.
I'm sorry.
Oi. Get in.
No. Back seat.
We're on our way to the hospital.
You're smart enough to know better.
You stole, and someone got hurt.
Honestly, what would your pop say?
Let's make this the last time you ride in the back of my car, hey?
You want to see Aunty Cressida?
No. Not today.
What's wrong with the lights?
What are they for?
- Power's been cut off. - Why?
'Cause I couldn't pay the bill.
Are we gonna be in the dark tonight?
Look, Percy, I had to pay for Pop's funeral.
Aunty, I can't sleep in the dark.
Here, take this to your room.
What's this?
It was for my shoes.
I want you to have it.
Thanks, Perce. It's a start.
Yeah, I was in hospital for two days. At least the food was alright.
Jeez, you must've been really sick for the food to taste good.
Oh, Percy Boy. We've been waiting for you.
You took Ben's shoes. Yeah.
Ya shouldn't have done that.
Aunty, quick!
Someone's stolen Mum and Dad's car.
The car wasn't stolen. I had to sell it.
What?!
Well, we had bills, and nothing to pay them with.
That was the only way.
But I got you those shoes you wanted.
I don't need the stupid shoes. I need Mum and Dad's car.
I'm sorry, Percy Boy, it's gone.
I hate you.
Percy Boy?
Percy.
I don't want to forgive Aunty Cressida.
Does it feel like things will be alright?
I already know what Pop would say.
Push, push. Harder, harder. That's right.
The three of you, very good.
- Where do you think he is? - Mmm... dunno.
Oh, here he comes.
How's it goin'?
Look...
I just want to say I'm really sorry.
No need, lad.
Nice shoes! You did it.
Nah. We did it.
And Aunty Cressy.
We'd better get you warmed up for the race.
Come on, Percy Boy!
On your marks...
... set...
Can I have your attention, please?
We've just been alerted that there is a bushfire on the outskirts of Herbertson.
If you can find your teacher, line up in alphabetical order
and get your name marked off the roll.
- Quickly. Athletics carnival's over.
Are you alright?
Percy Boy...
Percy Boy. Daisy. Hi, sweetheart.
I need you guys to do everything Miss Berrick says, okay?
What do you mean?
The fires are out of control.
I need to go home and check on Aunty Cressida and Aunty Prue.
Aunty Prue is already in the school hall.
And Aunty Cressida is volunteering. We need all hands on deck.
It's alright, sweetheart, she's gonna be okay.
Just remember, hold hands with your buddy, okay?
Hear that? You three, look out for each other.
We'd better get to the old school hall.
Are you okay? My mum and Aunty Cressy will be fine.
Yeah, I'd hate to be the fire messing with those two.
Percy Boy, have you seen your Aunty Prue?
- Isn't she in the hall? - Nah, I got a call. She's wandered off.
What?! I gotta go look for her.
No. It's okay. You mob stay here and I'll keep looking. Okay?
She might have gone home.
Hopefully, they'll find her.
- Wait. What?
She'll be at Garrison's Farm, looking for Crackles.
I have to find her. You two, get in the hall.
What? No way! We're all in this together.
She's right. I got an idea.
No, they're locked! - Here's one! Keithy, you ride with Daisy!
- What about your asthma? - I've got my inhaler, I'll be fine.
Come on, you mob!
Percy, it's too steep.
It's alright, I can take it. Just run!
It looks like the wind's holding steady.
Where is she?
- Where is she? - She's there!
Are you okay?
- I didn't find Crackles. - It's okay.
What do we do?
We've got to get out of here! Come on, Aunty Prue!
Where do we go?
The fires are moving way too fast!
We'll go in there!
Inside? A single spark could set it all off.
We can seal ourselves in the mine shaft with a door from the old rust bucket.
I can get it.
Percy Boy, it'll be too heavy.
I can do it. You two, get Aunty Prue in the mine shaft!
Yep!
If this wind holds up, then it might not even make the town.
What's up here, north?
Nothing populated. Just the river and Garrison's Farm.
Okay.
What?
It's the kids.
They didn't get checked in at the assembly point.
Come on, pack up! Let's go!
Don't trip! Lift your feet! Don't trip! Lift your feet!
Don't give up, Percy Boy!
- Come on! You can do it, Percy Boy! Lift you feet! You can do it!
What's he doing?
Whoooo!
- Whoa! - Whoa. Wow.
Wow!
Daisy, quick, get in!
This should block the flames from getting in.
Can you wedge it?
No, bruss, I have to hold it down.
If one of them embers gets through, we'll be done for.
You can do it.
Oh, no.
Somebody, quick, do something!
Good on ya, Daisy! I thought we were done for!
Oh! Gonna slip - help!
It's so hot, I can't hold on any longer!
I got ya! Thanks, bruss.
Hold on, Percy Boy.
You can do it. Hold on!
The fire's passed!
Oh!
- We did it! Thank goodness!
Oh!
Percy Boy! Keithy!
Aunty Cressida!
Percy!
- Percy! - Is Keithy down there?
Hey, Mum! Hi, Mrs. Cobb!
You just missed Crackles. The cheeky fella left us for dead!
What on earth are you doing down there, kids?
Well... that's a funny story, hey, Mrs. Cobb.
Come here. Are you alright?
- You really had me worried. - I had to save Aunty Prue.
Did they help?
Come here.
Thank you. - Oh. Oh, thank you.
Ohh!
Oh, my darling!
You saved me.
- You right? - Yeah, all good.
Let's put this over you. Come, Percy.
Okay.
- Alright, come here.
Oh, gosh, it's hot today, huh? Where are the kids?
They're just there. Oh. Right in front of my face.
Oi, there, look. He's making his move.
I hope he doesn't choke.
He won't choke. I trained him.
I wonder what he's saying to her.
It doesn't matter.
He's not her type.
He choked.
You were saying?
And now the race we've all been waiting for.
It's the 200m senior boys final.
Hold these, will ya?
What are you doing?
You were right.
It's a bad tradesman who blames his tools. Barefoot will be good enough.
You've done the work at training, Percy Boy.
Broken shoes, new shoes or no shoes, you just gotta put it into practice now.
Good luck, Windcatcher.
'Windcatcher'. I like that.
Come on, Wombats! Come on, Dingoes!
Go the Wombats!
What? I'm going for Wombats.
- Okay. Let's go, Percy Boy!
Windcatcher!
Windcatcher! Windcatcher!
Oh, here, look, he's up next now.
- Who? - Percy Boy, here.
Windcatcher! Windcatcher! Windcatcher!
On your marks... set...
Come on, Percy! - Come on!
Go, Percy Boy!
He's in front! He's gonna win!
Whoo!
You did well, Percy Boy.
Good job!
- Barefoot too!
Congratulations, Percy Boy, well done.
Let's go and get you a blue ribbon, come on, let's go.
- Where's my favourite girl? - Dad!
Curly Hawkins?
Your dad is Curly Hawkins?!
What?
What?!
I'm more than a famous footballer's daughter, you know.
You sure are.
Oi, Percy Boy, let's get this show on the road.
Dad, let me down. I gotta get Percy's ribbon.
Windcatcher! Windcatcher! Windcatcher! Windcatcher!
Congratulations, Percy Boy. Well done.
Yes, Percy Boy! We did it!
I knew you could do it, Percy Boy!
Yes!
I can't believe I won.
Couldn't have done it without you guys.
Aw, Percy Boy...
No, he's right, Keithy.
Look - it's almost started.
Oh.
What is he doing?
What are you doing? Come in.
Enter the Panda starts in five minutes. Come on!
I'll be in soon.
I just need to do something.
Okay.
Have you seen the light yet?
Yeah, I seen it.
But it doesn't mean it's my time to leave.
No, Pop. That's exactly what it means.
I've tried to learn from life and what it threw at me...
... and to pass on everything I learned to you.
What's life trying to teach me by doing this to me now?
It's not trying to teach you anything. It's trying to teach me.
Mm.
If you see Mum and Dad, tell 'em I'm good.
Tell 'em I'll see 'em again one day.
Remember, Percy Boy...
Keep your head down when you work.
Keep your chin up in adversity.
And always keep your fists to yourself.
And the opposite with your heart.
Keep that open.
Love you, Pop.
Love you.
Percy, quick, it's starting!
Took you long enough.
Oh, Percy Boy! Yuck!
Oi, is there a frog in this house?
Oh, my gosh...
♪ If your heart is empty ♪
♪ Let me give you love ♪
♪ If your legs won't hold you ♪
♪ Let me pick you up ♪
♪ If your hands are shakin' ♪
♪ And you're barely holding on To your dreams ♪
♪ When you're feelin' low Let me give you love ♪
♪ Mmmm ♪
♪ Nobody know how much a dream costs Yeah ♪
♪ The blood and the sweat and the tears That you've lost ♪
♪ Everybody says That you make it look easy ♪
♪ Mmm, but, baby, I know how hard it was ♪
♪ So if your heart is empty ♪
♪ Let me give you love ♪
♪ If your legs won't hold you ♪
♪ Let me pick you up ♪
♪ If your hands are shakin' ♪
♪ And you're barely holding on To your dreams ♪
♪ When you're feelin' low Let me give you love ♪
♪ Mm-mm-mm ♪
♪ Everybody knows That the struggle is real ♪
♪ But they don't know the pain you feel ♪
♪ The pain you feel, yeah, yeah ♪
♪ And everybody say That you make it look easy ♪
♪ But when the road gets rough Let me take the wheel, yeah ♪
♪ So if your heart is empty ♪
♪ Let me give you love ♪
♪ If your legs won't hold you ♪
♪ Let me pick you up ♪
♪ If your hands are shakin' ♪
♪ And you're barely holding on To your dreams ♪
♪ When you're feelin' low Let me give you love ♪
♪ Yeah-h-h ♪
♪ So we keep on keepin' on Keep on keepin' on ♪
♪ Yeah, we keep on keepin' on Keep on keepin' on ♪
♪ So we keep on keepin' on ♪ ♪ Keep on, keep on ♪
♪ Keep on keepin' on ♪
♪ Yeah, we keep on keepin' on Keep on keepin' on ♪
♪ So if your heart is empty ♪
♪ Let me give you love ♪
♪ If your legs won't hold you ♪
♪ Let me pick you up ♪
♪ If your hands are shakin' ♪
♪ And you're barely holding on To your dreams ♪
♪ When you're feelin' low
♪ Let me give you lo-o-ove! ♪
♪ When your heart is empty Let me give you love ♪
♪ If your legs won't hold you ♪
♪ Let me pick you up ♪
♪ If your hands are shakin'
♪ And you're barely holding on To your dreams ♪
♪ When you're feelin' low Let me give you love ♪