Fires (2021) s01e05 Episode Script

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- (INSECTS CHIRP)
- (WIND BLUSTERS)
(FIRE CRACKLES)
(OMINOUS MUSIC BUILDS)
NEWSREADER: Fires across the country
have burnt more than
6 million hectares
NEWSREADER 2: fires so volatile,
- they're creating their own weather systems
- MAN: just absolutely catastrophic,
the flames dancing through
the tops of the trees
Smoke from the bushfires in
Australia has blown to New Zealand,
- blanketing some of the country's retreating glaciers
- (SIREN WAILS)
(SIREN WAILS)
NEWSREADER: emergency
crews were stretched thin,
struggling in chaotic conditions.
MAN 2: No-one can prepare
you for it. That's for sure.
(WIND BLUSTERS)
(DEEP WHOOSHING)
(BREATHES HEAVILY)
(RATTLING)
(GENTLY) Hey
(WIND BLUSTERS)
Ruth?
Ruth?!
(WOMAN IN DISTANCE) I'm here!
Oh, shit. Shit!
I can't get onto Leo!
Maybe they got out!
Call Hendo Oh, Christ!
Bastard!
Ohh
Get the hose, quick! Start wetting down!
(GRUNTS)
Ruth, I can't I can't untangle it!
Give it to me. I'm doing my best!
(FLAMES CRACKLING)
Shit!
Bucket. Go!
(WIND CALMS)
(BOTH BREATHE SHAKILY)
Oh, yuck! Ash.
I'm gonna try Leo and Maria again.
Ohh
(LOUD CRACKLING)
Fuck!
It's hit their house!
They would've gotten out.
They would've gone.
They they would've.
(CREAKING AND CRACKLING)
Oh, my God!
No
(EXPLOSION BOOMS)
Fuck! Oh!
The animals!
Nawra!
Get the carry cages!
We'll get them to the ute!
Take them to the sanctuary!
Oh, shit!
We can't drive in this.
Nawra, we can't stay out here!
Ruth, we can get them in the house, OK?
They're sick. It's our
job to look after them!
(ROARING AND BLUSTERING)
Go on, go. Hey, hey, come on.
Go, go, go, go!
Stop it! What are you doing?!
- Go on. Go, go, go!
- They're gonna they're gonna die!
- It's their best chance!
- Ruth, we can get them in the house!
There is no fucking time! Go!
Nawra, go!
(FIRE ROARS)
(COUGHS)
Shit. (PANTS)
We could've gotten them out.
We could've taken them
somewhere safe, Ruth.
Call triple zero, you tell
them that we're in the house,
we are sheltering in the laundry
and we are surrounded by fire.
Tell them to get the
fire trucks here now.
- Hello? I can't hear you!
- (RATTLING)
Hey, come into the laundry.
The fire is all around us!
MAN: What's your location?
10 Blue Wren Road, West Curran.
Please just come quick.
The fire service has no
reports of fires in that area.
He's fucking joking, right?
(BOOM!)
(BOTH GRUNT AND PANT)
- Kip?
- MAN: Yeah, coming.
10 Blue Wren Road.
(INDISTINCT CHATTER OVER RADIOS)
ESTA: two women sheltering, West Curran.
There's not supposed to be a fire there.
Curran sector commander
from Dumont ICC Operations.
Good luck. I've been trying
to get him for 20 minutes.
Dumont ICC to all sectors.
Going to require a sitrep at 0500.
MAN ON RADIO: Copy that.
Greg, this just came in.
Fire predictions are way off.
I can't reach the sector commander
and every appliance except the
strike team are at the Borriga fire.
Get a sitrep from the
Queensland strike team leader
and see if they can attend.
Copy that.
No way. I'm not leaving.
I'm defending my home.
(MOTT SIGHS)
That fire is 20 minutes away.
We can't stay. And this place
It's not defendable.
(PANTS)
It's a tinderbox.
Have you got anywhere safe to go?
You tell us. Where's safe?
Rollo's opened up the
co-op. I saw it online.
Tash! Priority call.
10 Blue Wren Road, West Curran.
Two women sheltering: priority.
Acknowledged: priority, 10
Blue Wren Road, West Curran.
Wilco. Over. Mott, we've gotta go.
That is so close.
Just head back to town.
Please.
(FIRE TRUCK ENGINE STARTS)
- (NAWRA COUGHS)
- The ute's OK for now.
But if the fire gets to
it (IMITATES EXPLOSION)
- What do we do?
- We wait for the firies.
(NAWRA COUGHS)
It's OK. The concrete's
gonna keep us cool.
And if it gets really bad,
we cover ourselves and we
wait for it to burn over.
(CRACKING AND BLUSTERING OUTSIDE)
(BREATHES SHALLOWLY)
- (We need to get low. Come on.
- COUGHS)
(BOTH BREATHE HEAVILY)
(BOOMING AND RATTLING OUTSIDE)
Don't. Don't do that to me now.
Yeah.
(COUGHS)
We'll be OK. It's OK.
(BUILDING RATTLES)
(FIRE WHOOSHING AND CRACKLING OUTSIDE)
(NAWRA COUGHS)
(CRACKLING)
WOMAN: There's still
20-something residents
at the Valla Nursing Home.
Caller said they could
see flames approaching!
Have you been able to get onto the
section commander for that area?
Still not responding. They're
flat out on the fire ground.
OK, well, who else is close by?
- What about Weimar?
- On their way to Borriga.
Too far. I got no-one!
No-one I can raise anyway.
They're all off the radios.
GREG: It's north-east of Curran.
No no! No way, mate. No way!
Queensland team's the closest.
- What about my women on Blue Wren?
- Queensland team's the closest.
Blue Wren's a priority call,
Dell. There's two people.
Valla's 20, more, old folk,
and they can't be moved.
Mate, the
Please.
Reroute the Queensland team.
(CLEARS THROAT)
Strike Team QFB 04 from
Dumont ICC Operations.
I've got a priority call.
Around 20 people sheltering
at Valla Nursing Home.
- (WINCES)
- MOTT: Copy that. Rerouting now.
What about Blue Wren priority job?
KIP ON RADIO: I'll let them know.
(SIREN WAILS)
Who's going to those women?
I'm calling in medical for you.
No, I'll be fine.
Dumont ICC Operations
from Strike Team QFB 04.
We have an injured team member.
Can we organise a pick-up for him
to be transported for
medical assistance?
(INDISTINCT CHATTER OVER RADIOS)
Kip Fisher from Vic Forests.
Are you safe to talk?
RUTH: Where are the
trucks? The roof is on fire!
OK, you need to find shelter.
Is there a safe place you can get to?
There is no safe place.
The whole house is burning!
KIP: Listen, you need woollen blankets,
dry, not wet.
You need to get underneath them.
We've got blankets.
What we need is trucks!
You need to keep calm and stay low.
When will they get here?!
I'm sorry, but we currently have
no available appliances
in responding distance.
(WHOOSHING OUTSIDE)
No, they they
Um, they said that a truck was coming.
(CLEARS THROAT)
We are unable to respond
to your call at this time.
If, uh, an appliance does
become available, we will
Oh, FUCK!
(NAWRA COUGHS AND WHEEZES)
(WEEPS)
We're on our own.
(BOTH COUGH)
- (GASPS) OK.
- (WEEPS)
OK, come on.
Come on. Crying's not gonna help.
- (SOBS)
- Hey, listen.
Hey.
- The ute
- I don't think I I can't.
I don't think I can
do it. I can't do it.
Hey.
It's 100 metres and we can make it, mm?
No, it's it's too late to
leave. That's what you said.
(WEEPS) And what what about the
Oh!
I'm not dying in here.
Oh (WEEPS)
You don't stop for anything.
Go!
(BOTH PANT AND COUGH)
- Oh, fuck!
- (FIRE ROARS)
(COUGHS) Holy fuck.
(BOTH COUGH AND WHEEZE)
(BOTH COUGH)
(TREES CRACK)
Oh, my God!
- (ENGINE SPUTTERS)
- Oh, God!
Oh, my God. Come on! Let's go!
Go! Go! Go!
(TENSE MUSIC)
(WOMEN BREATHE HEAVILY)
(COUGHS)
(CRACKLING AND WHOOSHING IN DISTANCE)
We made it!
We did it, Ruth. You got us out.
Hey, let's go to town.
Find somewhere safe.
Ruth?
You do whatever you want.
I don't care.
(VEHICLE DOOR OPENS)
(COUGHS)
(DOOR SHUTS)
(SOMBRE MUSIC)
(BIRD SQUAWKS)
(NAWRA COUGHS)
(INDISTINCT CHATTER OVER RADIO)
(CHATTER CONTINUES OVER RADIO)
- WOMAN: What happened?
- NAWRA: We got out.
Oh, shit! Hey, you right?
RUTH: Yeah, we're right.
(SNIFFLES)
Your place?
Yeah, yeah.
So West Curran's gone
up now? Jesus Christ!
We need to get out of here.
We need to get down to the coast, yeah?
They've been up all night.
I couldn't get onto Leo and Maria.
Grab the ladies some water, would you?
Back kitchenette, cups above the sink.
Give us a hand, babe.
For God's sake, take a load off.
Where's your family? They alright?
Uh, the evacuation
centre down the coast.
I sent them there a couple of days ago.
- Where was our warning?
- Ruth
No, you're on the
council, Rollo! If you
It doesn't give me a
direct line to God, Ruth.
MAN: Hey, here you go, mate. Here.
WOMAN: Hey. Thanks.
(INDISTINCT CHATTER ON RADIO)
MAN ON RADIO: It's too
intense. We're pulling back.
(CHATTER CONTINUES)
Did you get the rest of
your critters out, hon?
We were in the middle of
rehoming them when it hit.
Aww
Poor little fella.
Yeah, we had to let the rest of them go.
Some of them were just babies.
Did you have a good Chrissie at least?
Did we have a good Chrissie, Ruth?
Don't, Nawra.
Sorry. Did I say something?
No, no.
Sorry. We broke up.
Far out.
(SIGHS) Timing.
Yeah.
- (DELL SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY)
- Borriga Pumper, please report.
- Do you have a sitrep
- Hey, Greg?
Um, Blue Wren Road, mate,
did you get anyone in?
The council tried. They got pushed back.
Nobody can get through.
Queensland could have got there.
DELL: Copy that, Kuara.
Please report.
TASH ON RADIO: Dumont ICC
Operations from Strike Team QFB 04.
Come in, Queensland.
Uh, we've assessed the nursing home.
There's good clearance all
around. No immediate threat.
We advise they stay in and just
call in again if there's a threat.
DELL ON RADIO: We had a
report of visible flames.
I think they just got spooked.
Wait. Valla was a bust?
TASH: Also, reporting the team member
has been picked up by
medical support unit.
Copy that.
You can head to Curran town and refuel.
(KIP SIGHS)
The caller said they could see the fire.
They were really distressed.
We couldn't get reports from
the ground so we had to
That team should've been
sent to Blue Wren Road
when it still had a
chance to get in there.
We can't second-guess, Kip!
Well, now it's too late, isn't it,
because someone saw
smoke and freaked out.
We can only go on the
information we're given.
- They said there were flames!
- You need a break?
No, mate, I don't need a break.
I need a fucking truck
when I've got two people
trapped in a burning house.
- I can't pull trucks I don't have!
- Well, we had one, Dell!
We had one. You took
it for a false alarm.
Borriga Pumper 2, please report.
(SQUEAKS)
KIP ON RADIO: Borriga
Pumper 2, loop back.
(KIP CONTINUES INDISTINCTLY)
Can we find out if the
coast road's clear yet?
It's not a bloody two-way,
Macca. It's a scanner.
We need to get the kids out.
Huh, it's just gobbledegook.
MACCA: Where are you gonna go?
Gonna wait here till
it's safe to go back.
Oh, for Godsakes, there's nothing left!
And I need to check on Leo and Maria.
What size boots do you take?
I don't know. Uh, nine or
- (SIGHS)
- RADIO: Request backup at Borriga.
What's our local crew doing in Borriga?
It's all I've got in your
size, but you know what?
I think they've got your name on them.
Thanks.
Why aren't our crews here?
What are they doing 50 k's away?
We had frigging
Queenslanders come to ours.
All our crews got pulled.
There's something like a hundred
houses under threat up there.
My house was under threat!
They were heading to Blue
Wren, those Queenslanders.
I heard 'em.
Yeah, they they
said someone was coming
and then they called back and they
They fuckin' abandoned us.
ROLLO: They're doing the best they can.
Nobody knew it was
going to get this bad.
They bloody knew.
The government had plenty of
warning that this summer was coming.
It's the government's
fault again, right?
If they had even bothered to meet
with that group of fire chiefs,
they could've been properly prepared.
Piss off, Ruth. You're not the
only one who's hurting here.
My place went up last night too
and I haven't been able to get out
there to see what's still standing
because I'm stuck here with you lot.
Why didn't you say anything?
What for?
You gonna get me a hankie?
(INDISTINCT CHATTER OVER RADIO)
What was that?
The grid's down again.
I'll get the genny going.
(TENSE MUSIC)
Oh, my God!
Ruth, look.
Maria!
Oh
(EXHALES HEAVILY)
It's all gone.
Where's Leo?
He went out the back
to check on the cows.
The fire just came tearing through
and Leo wasn't back with the ute
so I just put on my boots and ran out.
(TREMBLES AND WEEPS)
Now, you need something? You hungry?
NAWRA: Cup of tea?
Yeah.
Milk and two sugars,
and leave the bag in.
I shouldn't have left him, Ruth.
I should've stayed.
(WIND BLUSTERS, TIN RATTLES)
Hang on.
(WOMAN SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY ON RADIO)
MAN ON RADIO: We need backup
Now, this little fella really
likes to be close to someone.
Here you go.
Oh!
Hey?
- He's a real snuggle-pie.
- (SNIFFS) (TALKS SOFTLY)
- Hey, big sook.
- Hello, beautiful.
- (KISSES)
- (CHUCKLES SOFTLY)
(MARIA MURMURS GENTLY)
You're safe, young one.
(RATTLING, WIND BLUSTERS)
I don't have to go straightaway.
I mean, you'll need
to rebuild the cages,
all the injured wildlife
The shelter won't be able
to cope with them all.
No, thanks.
It's a massive job.
And the house
You hate paperwork.
I can cope.
Ruth
I don't want you hanging around
here 'cause you feel sorry for me.
- No, that's not it!
- No? It's what it sounds like.
Why do you have to do that?
That first night we were together,
do you remember what you said?
You said, "This isn't gonna last."
Well, I was right, wasn't I?
You want to leave.
Because you have never given me
even the slightest hint
you'd care if I stayed.
MARIA: Sorry. Look, I don't
mean to be a stickybeak.
But he's just wet.
I'll get something. Here.
- Don't.
- What?
Push her away.
She's leaving me!
She's leaving because you're impossible!
Everybody around here loves you,
Ruthie, but you don't make it easy.
So you're on her side too?
Hey, take a break.
Go on. Take a break.
I got it.
Last stop and then we're home free.
Yeah, for five days.
I'm gonna sleep for half of 'em.
(LAUGHS) You better
be awake for New Year's
'cause we're going dancing.
Mmm
(GENERATOR PUTTERS)
(MOTOR CHUGS SOFTLY)
- Hi, Dad.
- DAVID: Hey.
- All good?
- (LAUGHS) Yep, I'm fine. I'm fine.
- How are you? What are you doing?
- Making my meatloaf, your favourite.
- Ohh!
- There's enough for an army.
- Bring Mott.
- He'll love that.
You OK?
Yeah. Yeah.
Yeah, I'm-I'm fine. I'm just tired.
I can't wait to see you.
- I love you.
- I love you too.
Hey, Ruth!
Those Queenslanders, the ones
that abandoned you, they're here.
Bullshit.
- Where the fuck were you last night?!
- Sorry?
Blue Wren Road, your truck was
called to help us, and then what?
- Hey, easy, what's going on?
- We had another priority call.
You got out! Shit, that's awesome.
- Awesome?!
- Ruth, just
We we don't decide
what jobs to go to.
We were this close, this fucking close.
- Nearly didn't make it.
- Hey, just back off.
OK, if you made it out, then
you should've reported it.
- It's not her fault.
- OK, whose fault is it?
- Who is running this show?!
- Just stop it, Ruth!
- They're just kids!
- Fuck off, Nawra!
Fuck off!
I'm really sorry. I'm so sorry.
Tash
- Tash, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.
- (SOBS)
Hey.
- Ohhh.
- Just don't take it personally, yeah?
How do I not?
- You leaving?
- Yeah.
Yeah, heard on your scanner
the coast road's clear
so we're making a run
for the evacuation centre.
- You got a spare seat in your car?
- Oh, yeah, just the one.
- Be a bit squishy, but.
- It's not for me.
(ENGINE RUMBLES)
(MAN SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY ON RADIO)
Dumont ICC Operations
from Strike Team QFB 04.
KIP: Come in, Strike Team QFB 04.
Returning to station to
be relieved for changeover.
Copy that.
That Blue Wren priority call,
the residents made it out.
They were sheltering in a
business in town with a few others.
What's their condition?
Pissed as hell.
(CHUCKLES)
Yep, fair enough. Over.
That's good news.
Still mad at you.
Not as mad, though.
(INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER)
- (COUNTRY MUSIC PLAYS)
- Oh, there we go.
- No, can't hear the radio.
- (MUSIC STOPS)
(INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER)
One song.
('SOMEBODY SPECIAL'
BY DONNA FARGO PLAYS)
- You can sing me anytime ♪
- Oh, Donna!
You love Donna. Come on. You
and Donna go way back! (LAUGHS)
(SINGS ALONG TO RADIO)
God blessed me good with you ♪
You're the reason I keep trying ♪
When I give up like I do ♪
You're the one that makes me happy ♪
And you know just because of you ♪
Sometimes I even feel like I'm ♪
- Come on, next line, next one, ready?
- I don't know the lyrics.
Come on. You gotta know the lyrics.
- Everyone knows the lyrics.
- No.
So when you tell me
that you're lonely ♪
And you think that I don't care ♪
(LAUGHS) I got it. OK, OK, OK.
(SINGS ALONG) I may
not know how to show you ♪
But I promise to be there ♪
- For as long as you can love me ♪
- There it is!
- And want me to love you ♪
- (LAUGHS) There it is.
That's the reason
for everything I do ♪
That's right. See? Yeah, come on.
(SINGS ALONG) You're
my somebody special ♪
God blessed me good with you ♪
(SINGS ALONG) You're
the reason I keep trying ♪
When I give up like I do ♪
You're the one that makes me happy ♪
And you know just because of you ♪
Sometimes I even feel like I'm ♪
Somebody special too. ♪
You packing?
That one's mine.
You wanted to go.
No, you decided that,
like you decide everything.
I loved you.
I still love you
because I'm an idiot.
But don't worry, I'll get over it.
(SNIFFS)
(VEHICLE APPROACHES)
(GASPS) Leo!
Oh, God, you're alright. Oh!
(LEO LAUGHS)
Oh, we thought Oh, you're alright!
Oh, you're alright. We
Oh, we thought that
Oh, God, it's good to see you!
(SHAKILY) Where's Maria?
Maria.
Maria!
Leo! (LAUGHS) Leo! Leo!
Oh, you stupid, stupid man.
I was so worried about you!
I dropped the bloody phone in
the mud, I couldn't call you.
We found him when we went up
to try and save their place.
Yeah, he and the poddy were
up to their necks in mud.
Daisy's new calf got stuck. I had
to hold his head above the water.
Can you imagine being so
stupid that you drown in a fire?
- MARIA: Is he alright?
- Yeah.
Ah, we've gotta get him to
hospital, get him checked out.
Oh, yeah, I've only
got the one seat spare.
He can take my space.
I'm not going anywhere
without this old thing.
Will you will you
stop fussing at me?!
(LEO AND MARIA LAUGH)
MACCA: Alright, well, looks like
the seat's yours again, Nawra.
Come on, let's go. Let's go.
I can't take Joey to the city.
I can handle microwaving a bottle.
OK, Macca, stick to the main roads.
Keep the radio on at all times.
And for God's sake, just be
just be careful, son.
Good luck.
(CAR ENGINE STARTS)
No. Wait!
Wait! Wait! No. Wait!
- Macca, Macca, stop, stop.
- What now?
Um (BREATHES HEAVILY)
Where's that bottle again?
It's in the bag.
- Alright.
- Gotta get moving, Ruth.
Yeah. Um
Um, how much of the formula?
- A teaspoon in 100 mils.
- OK, good, I always forget that.
Ruth, come on.
Can you just wait a I'm
(SIGHS)
I'm really hopeless with a lot of stuff.
Yeah, you are.
Come with us, stay here,
I don't really care,
just I've gotta drive.
I don't want you to go.
OK. Will you please stay, Nawra?
Please?
(SEATBELT BUCKLE CLICKS)
(HORN BEEPS)
(WINDMILL SQUEAKS)
Didn't we meet sitting in a gutter?
- Yeah, outside the Prince.
- Mmm.
(LAUGHS) Classy from the start, huh?
- Yeah, you know it.
- Mmm.
(LAUGHS)
So, uh, you wanna come back to mine?
Mmmm. (LAUGHS)
I mean, the place is a bit
of a fixer-upper, but
apparently so am I.
- Good bones, though.
- Yeah?
Yeah, I think we can
make something of it.
- You do?
- Yeah, I do.
Shit.
Oh, fuck.
Greg!
Ah, wind change, south-west,
turning towards Curran.
(LEAVES RUSTLE LOUDLY, HEAVY WIND BLOWS)
- (CREAKING THEN THUDDING)
- Whoa, where did that come from?
That's weird.
(LEAVES RUSTLE LOUDLY)
(LEAVES RUSTLE LOUDLY)
- (WINDMILL SQUEAKS)
- (FOREBODING MUSIC BUILDS)
(WIND BLOWS LOUDLY)
Fuck me, not again.
Alright, we have a Red Flag
Warning, please acknowledge.
Uh, wind change, south-west, 80.
Curran township under direct attack.
- Inform and acknowledge.
- Pull whatever you can from Borriga!
Pull 'em from anywhere you can!
MAN ON RADIO: Tillerton
sector commander,
all appliances acknowledge Red Flag.
DELL: Copy that, Tillerton,
leave Borriga firegrounds.
Set up Curran exit control south
of the bridge. Curran under attack.
It'll be too late by the time they
get down there. We're the closest.
No! Come on, we're on changeover, Tash.
But all those people in town.
You wanna let scary lady
have another go at you?
- Mott!
- No!
Curran will hold until the
other crews get there, OK?
(INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER)
Mott
Pleeeeease?
- Fine.
- (LAUGHS)
Dumont ICC Operations
from Strike Team QFB 04,
we're heading back to Curran, we'll
set up control and send word back.
Copy that. And, hey, thank you. I
owe you a beer when this is over.
- Yeah, make it a keg.
- Copy that.
(WIND RUMBLES)
(LEAVES RUSTLE LOUDLY)
Get inside! Get inside!
We're gonna start wetting down!
KIP ON RADIO: Strike Team QFB 04
- They're sending trucks.
- about 10 minutes away from Curran.
Report crews nearby.
That's the Queenslanders who
were here, the young ones.
Might as well have dessert first.
Now, I know you and I haven't
exactly seen eye to
eye politically always,
but I like strawberry,
you like choc mint.
No-one likes choc mint, Rollo.
(INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER)
(INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER)
(WIND BLOWS LOUDLY)
(FOREBODING MUSIC BUILDS)
(THUDDING)
(LEAVES RUSTLE LOUDLY)
KIP: ICC Operations to Strike
Team QFB 04, please report.
Strike Team QFB 04
(CLANKING AND RUMBLING)
Shit!
(RATTLING)
- (WHOOSHING)
- Holy shit!
(METAL CRUNCHING AND CLANKING)
- (THUD!)
- Oh!
- (CRASH NOISE VANISHES)
- (YELLS AND GASPS)
(RUMBLING)
(EXHALES)
- (LOUD CRASHING)
- (SCREAMS)
(SOMBRE MUSIC)
(MOTT GROANS)
KIP: Strike Team QFB 04
from Dumont ICC Operations.
I didn't quite catch that last
bit. Could you please repeat?
(GRUNTS) Tash?
- Queensland, repeat?
- Tash?
(GROANS) Queensland?
(GASPS AND GRUNTS)
- Come in, Queensland Strike Team.
- Tash?
(UNSETTLING MUSIC BUILDS)
(GROANS)
Tash? (GRUNTS) Tash?
I've lost the strike team.
I've got you. I've got you.
OK. OK.
(GROANS)
(GROANS LOUDLY)
(MOTT PANTS)
Tash?
Tash?!
Tash?
Come on. Come on. Hey.
Hey. Look at me. Look at me.
(GROANS SOFTLY)
(WHISPERS) Hey.
I can't feel my (GASPS SHARPLY)
Tash, it's alright.
It's alright. (GROANS)
- Don't move, don't move, don't move.
- I can't move my
(GROANS)
I'm gonna radio them for help, OK? Yeah?
(WHISPERS) Thanks.
(BREATHES RAPIDLY) Tash?
Tash, stay awake.
Tash, stay with me.
Tash!
(WHISPERS) Oh, shit.
MOTT: Come in, Dumont
ICC (COUGHS AND GROANS)
(GROANS) Fuck! Ahhh! Emergency.
The truck slipped,
impact, the crew leader
Tash is hurt real bad and we
need help, OK?! We need help!
- DELL: Keep him calm.
- OK.
- Ask if she's breathing.
- Alright.
Hello. Ambulance, please.
- Is she breathing?
- Ah, I don't know. I think so.
Hang on. (GROANS)
Ah, w-what's your location?
I don't know.
Just just a road road name, an
intersection, a landmark, anything.
Um, we crossed a
bridge not too long ago.
DELL: I know that spot.
She's not breathing.
Anderson's Road, about
2km north of the highway.
Ambos on their way.
You're gonna have to give her CPR.
I can talk you through it
until the ambos get there.
OK, so what you need to do is
is push down on the chest hard,
- do 30 compressions, then two breaths.
- MOTT: OK.
How about you count aloud so
I can count with you, mate?
OK. 30 30 compressions.
One, two, three, four,
five, six, seven, eight, nine
KIP: 10, 11, 12,
13, 14,
15, 16, 17, 18, 19
20, 21, 22 15, 16, 17, 18, 19
20, 21, 22 24, 25,
26, 27, 28, 29, 30.
Now go for another round.
Compressions, OK? Let's go.
- Come on, Tash, one, two
- One, two
(COUNTING FADES) three, four,
five, six, seven
(UNSETTLING MUSIC)
(GRUNTS)
(SOBS)
(WEEPS) Elev
(SOBS LOUDLY)
(GULPS THEN EXHALES HARD)
Tash? (SNIFFS)
(BRIGHTLY) Hey? Hey, Tash.
(VOICE BREAKS) Please please breathe.
Please.
(SHAKILY) Please breathe.
(TAKES GULPING BREATHS)
It's OK, I got you.
(SNIFFS) I got you.
(GASPS SHAKILY)
(SNIFFS)
(WHISPERS) I got you.
(DISTANT SIREN GROWS LOUDER)
MAN ON RADIO: Curran Sector Command,
Tanker 1 approaching
Curran, ETA five minutes.
Copy that, Curran.
Set up control and send word back.
Uh, Tillerton Command,
please report location.
DELL: Copy that. Dumont ICC Operations.
(SOMBRE MUSIC)
(BIRD CHIRPS AND TRILLS)
(BIRDS TWITTER)
REPORTER: It was a case of every
man and woman for themselves
when a group in the
small community of Curran
managed to survive by sheltering
in a local shop, of Curran
protected by a DIY firefighting
unit until help arrived.
There's been some
international criticism
of Australia's response to the fires.
- What do you say to that?
- ROLLO: Yeah.
Well, no-one would've known the
scale these fires were gonna reach.
- Oh, they knew, Rollo!
- MAN: Look around you, mate!
Is there something you'd like to say?
It's not the time for politics, Ruth.
You
People here are doing
everything they can.
They're fighting.
But that's not enough,
the This is too big.
Our home burned down around us.
We didn't think that
we were gonna get out.
NAWRA: Our neighbours, our
friends, they've got NOTHING left.
They've got nowhere to go.
It's the same with the animals,
all the beautiful wild animals.
Their their habitat
is completely destroyed.
And people are dying,
like really young people,
before they've even had a life.
I Wh Yeah.
I mean, how bad does it have to get
before somebody
actually does something?!
Isn't this enough?! Isn't it?!
(LEAVES RUSTLE SOFTLY)
(INTENSE MUSIC)
NEWSREADER: This is
an emergency warning.
There is a bushfire to the
west that is out of control.
Move to the beach or the wharf!
Baba! Mama!
I lost my parents and
now I can't find them.
I've gotta protect my
place. I can't stay with her.
- We need to get a message out.
- You want me to help you?
A large cloud formed by the
fire is cutting out the light.
Adut! Come on! It's safer in the water.
The fire's hitting houses
on the outskirts of town.
(HELICOPTER CLATTERS)
I can't look after you, kid!
- MAN: The fire was right at the back.
- We're gonna help you.
Hold on, everyone, and good luck.