Mission: Impossible (1988) s01e07 Episode Script
The Cattle King
(Birds calling) (latches click) MATTHEWS: Stinger Mark II.
These babies can chase and bring down an F-111 fighter.
Or a jumbo jet.
To each his own.
With 50 of these, I could cause havoc with every major airline in the world.
So let's do a deal.
I will pay ten percent now, The rest when the missiles are delivered.
Hell with that, mate.
I need the money now.
I got suppliers to pay.
And those boys don't like to be kept waiting.
You can take it or leave it, Mr.
Matthews.
Please yourself.
I think you will take it.
Your debts are well-known to us.
(Clattering) (echoing): Hey, you, stay were you are! (Tone sounds) Make it 20% up front, you got a deal.
(Theme music playing) Good morning.
May I help you? The last time I was on a boat like this was on the Danube.
Well, we don't leave for an hour, but you'll find it just as interesting.
Where do I get the best view? On the upper deck at the locker.
Thank you.
(Beeping) (beeping) MALE VOICE: Good morning, Jim.
You are looking at the Outback of Australia where some of the cattle stations-- as they call their ranches-- are bigger than the state of Texas.
One of these Texas-sized stations belongs to Douglas Matthews, cattle breeder, miner, investor.
More gambler than businessman, he has been saved from bankruptcy more than once by his most profitable sideline, international arms dealing.
Recently, 100 Stinger Mark II ground-to-air missiles were stolen.
They were bought by Matthews, who resold half of them to a terrorist group.
Matthews has yet to deliver those missiles, but is expected to move them within the next three days.
Your mission, Jim, should you decide to accept it, is to prevent those missiles reaching the terrorists and to put Matthews out of business.
As always, should you or any of your IM Force be caught or killed, the Secretary will disavow any knowledge of your actions.
This disc will self-destruct in five seconds.
Good luck, Jim.
(Rapid beeping) (hissing) Matthews' land is honeycombed with caves like this, which the local Aboriginal tribes regard as sacred sites.
We think the missiles are hidden there waiting for the buyer to arrange shipment.
This man may be one of our strongest weapons.
His name is Mulwarra and he's a Kurdaitcha man.
He's a what? A Kurdaitcha man.
He's an equivalent to a medicine man.
The Aborigines believe he has magical powers.
Our main thrust will be to exploit Matthews' own weaknesses.
He's superstitious, he's a gambler, he's always short of ready cash.
He's a high liver and he's a ladies' man.
He thinks the woman hasn't yet been born that he can't conquer.
Well, then it's time he found the exception to the rule.
Oh, he Will.
Meanwhile, he's been putting out feelers for a buyer for the rest of the missiles.
Grant, you've been in contact? We've arranged to meet in two days on Queensland's Gold Coast.
Matthews has rented an apartment there.
And he'll find this magazine waiting there for him.
.
L'.
l' Jim, Matthews has arrived.
The limo's dropped him at the apartment.
He should be in the penthouse in a couple of minutes.
Okay, Max, come on in.
How's it feel to be home, Aussie? Great, Jim, just great.
Time Matthews met his newest customer.
(Phone rings) Matthews.
Hey, this is Donaldson.
It's about the merchandise.
Hey, hey, not on the phone, mate.
When do you want to meet? In a couple days.
I'll call you.
In a couple of days? Listen, mate, I've just flown a thousand miles for this meeting.
You want a deal, you'll deal fast.
We'll deal when I get the time.
Relax, enjoy yourself.
Go to the casino, go out to the racetrack.
Make some money while you're waiting.
Listen, if you want this merchandise, you'll put the money up now.
I've got debts to pay.
When I'm ready, you'll hear from me.
(Dial tone) In the meantime, he can sweat a little.
(Dice clicking) (dice clatter) (phone rings) MAN: G'day, Gold Coast Limousine Service.
Ah, yeah, g'day.
Matthews here.
Look, I'd like a limo, uh, in ten minutes to take me to the racetrack.
Right away, sir.
MATTHEWS: Rig ht-o.
Ready? Casey, time you got lucky.
(Indistinct announcement over P.
A.
) (spectators clamoring) ANNOUNCER: Caslado coming up fast under the whip, into the straight Come on! GO! ANNOUNCER: Making a break for the rail.
Go, Caslado! (Indistinct announcement over P.
A.
) GO! (Indistinct announcement over P.
A.
) Ya bag of bones! (Indistinct announcement over P.
A.
) Ah, lose some, win some.
Tell me about it.
(chuckles) Excuse me, mate.
Don't I know you? No, don't think so.
Land speculation, that's about as risky as horse racing.
Doug Matthews, Mr.
Ransom.
I read your cover story in the American Speculator magazine.
- Oh, Derek, Derek Ransom.
Nice to meet you, Doug.
-Hi.
As for land speculation, you do your research, -study the market, buy wisely.
-It's still risky, though.
(Chuckles) You're absolutely right.
But I like a gamble-- makes life worthwhile.
You're not wrong there.
CASEY: Just who the hell do you think you are? I'm a course steward, miss.
And you're warning me off the track? No, I'm telling you that the bookmakers have refused to accept your bets.
Because I'm winning? Let's say it's because you never lose.
Uh-oh, here we go again.
CASEY: Look, I've got two days left.
Two days, and my luck runs out.
They've got to take my bets.
They don't know what it costs me.
They know what it costs them.
Look, I'm sorry.
You're just gonna have to do your betting somewhere else.
ANNOUNCER: Don't forget to watch a replay of this afternoon's event tonight at 6:30 after the news.
Well, we've been thrown out of the casino and warned off the track.
What do we do now? Your share.
PHELPS: Lucky lady.
Oh, Tracy, this is Doug Matthews.
Doug, Tracy Phillips.
Nice to meet you.
How do you do? - Good.
-PHELPS: I'm off to my meeting now.
I'll give you a call if I find anything that might interest you.
I'd like that.
Would you care to join me for a drink, Miss Phillips? Okay.
(Indistinct announcement over P.
A.
) (thundering hoof beats) What's the connection between you and Ransom? Do you always share your winnings with him? I needed a stake to get started, and Ransom provided it-- a straight business venture.
Maybe you and I can come up with the same sort of partnership.
How much money have you lost on the horses today, Mr.
Matthews? Oh, I don't know-- 20, 30,000.
Why don't you just quit while you're ahead? Why don't we have dinner tonight and talk about it? Well, you're persistent, I'll give you that much.
That's what makes me a winner.
I guess it is.
DRIVER: Good evening, Mr.
Matthews.
MATTHEWS: Yeah, just drive.
(clicks, whirrs) (crickets chirping) (speaking native language) Mr.
Phelps? Mulwarra? This man's a friend.
And now for the elevator.
I'll set the surveillance camera in his bedroom.
(Dice clacking) MATTHEWS: Oh, I've had them for years.
They bring me luck.
So, Tracy Phillips, what's a nice American anthropologist doing in a place like this? Studying Aboriginal culture.
You mean you've been living with them, having walkabout in the bush? Let me get this straight.
You claim you got this lucky streak of yours from the Aborigines? By a Kurdaitcha man.
He cast a spell for me.
(Chuckles) You're kidding.
Well, how'd you get him to do that? I've said too much already.
I really don't want to talk about it.
You've been on a lucky streak, you've won a lot of money.
You're a scientist.
You can't believe it came from some half-naked Aborigine.
It's because I am an anthropologist that I do believe it.
I can't explain it, but I've seen it work.
You've seen it work for me.
Men have died because a Kurdaitcha man pointed the bone at them.
There are tribes that can send telepathic messages across thousands of miles of desert.
They can predict rain and drought and flood.
It's all documented, all proven fact.
The luck they've given me is real.
All right, I'm prepared to take a gamble.
How do I get in on some of this luck? Don't meddle with it.
The price is too high.
Much too high.
(Distant car horn honks) We'd better wind this up.
I've got enough.
We can loop the film to run continuously.
(Tribe chanting, didgeridoo playing) The man has killed your people to protect his secrets.
He's desecrated your sacred ground and your caves with his weapons.
He will die for it.
Mulwarra, if Matthews dies now, we won't be able to find the weapons he's sending overseas, and those weapons in turn will kill many more people, innocent people.
I need your help to stop that killing.
We will wait till you are ready.
Thank you.
(Chanting continues) Our dreamtime is real, Mr.
Phelps, our magic is real.
Everything is real to those who believe.
(Chanting continues) MAN: Hello, mate.
Do you mind? I'm Donaldson.
Oh, about time you showed up.
So I'm here.
Where do we talk? What's wrong with right here? Hey, I sell weapons.
I don't need to carry 'em.
I'm not looking for weapons, pal.
I'm looking for a wire.
All right, let's talk business.
The Stingers are going to cost you 40 grand each.
That's a little high.
We'll take 'em all.
You got a hundred, right? No, I had a hundred.
I've got 50.
The rest I had to sell.
You been paid? I get paid on delivery.
What's it got to do with you? Cancel the sale, we'll beat the price.
People I represent can pay in 24 hours.
It's cash-- U.
S.
dollars or a bank transfer to Switzerland.
That's $4 million right now.
(Chuckles) That's pretty tempting, but it's no deal.
Terrorists aren't really good people to double-cross.
You can have 50.
It's a hundred or nothing.
Well, take the 50 and I'll shave the price for cash.
The fact is, I need money fast.
I'll try and get you some more in a month or so.
Come on, 50 bloody Stingers are better than none.
You blew it, Matthews.
You had the chance to make a lot of money right here.
I think what you need is a change of luck.
Later.
(Doorbell rings) Who is it? CASEY: it's Tracy Phillips.
Are you going to invite me in or not? This place is like Fort Knox.
Don't you like visitors? Not when they're uninvited.
That's not very neighborly.
How'd you get past security? I just showed them what I brought you.
They're not supposed to let anyone come up here.
What the hell is all that? It's not much, but considering you didn't have to put up a stake, it's, uh, not a bad win for you.
(Chuckles) What do you mean, for me? Ransom found a buyer for one of the properties he's developing.
He had to pay off the mortgage fast, so I put up some of the money.
I put some up for you, too.
That's your profit-- 300%.
(Chuckles) Why the sudden change of heart? Last night you weren't letting me in.
Now you risk 50 grand on me.
There was no risk involved.
It was an investment in you.
Look, my luck runs out tomorrow, but, uh, yours could be just beginning so there's nothing to say I can't share in yours like, uh, you're sharing in mine.
What's this going to cost me? I don't know, but if they give you the luck, there'll be a price, believe me.
Look, there's some very ugly people pushing me for money that I owe them.
I'd rather face every Aborigine in Australia than face those guys.
But I'll tell you this.
If any Aborigine tries anything with me, he'll live to regret it.
It's not the living Aborigines you have to fear.
It's the dead.
I'll pick you up here tonight.
(Crickets chirping, fire crackling) What do you mean, you won't give me the luck? You gave it to her.
We know who you are, Matthews.
We know you have killed.
We know you sell weapons so others might kill.
What I do is my business, pal.
What do you want? You want a percentage, is that it? Well, how much? 25? 50? What? MULWARRA: You think the woman brought you here.
We brought you so we could see you.
So you seen me.
Do I get the luck or not? All I give you is a warning.
There will be no more killings.
And you'll take your weapons off our sacred land.
MATTHEWS: Or you'll what? You're gonna point the bone at me, are you? (laughs) What, you gonna sour me milk or fry me kidneys? We will do what only we can do.
And you will suffer, Matthews.
Just as the woman will suffer when she pays her price.
(Beep) (whirring) I think it's about time we disturb Mr.
Matthews' beauty sleep.
(Beep) (Aboriginal chanting over didgeridoo and handclaps) (chanting continues) (clatter) (wind whistling) (chanting continues) (explosive pop) (chanting continues) (flames roaring) (elevator bell dings) (drill whirring) (elevator bell dings) it's a harmless drug, but he's in for a sleepless night.
We better get moving.
(Elevator bell dings) it's this way.
In there.
And it just blew away, sir? It burst into flame-- the top of the rail-- and then it just Well, it seems to have blown itself back again.
Have a scotch, sir.
It'll help you sleep.
Have a good night, sir.
CASEY: You look like death.
To hell with that.
It's started, hasn't it? The dreams.
The dreams that aren't really dreams.
I don't give a damn about the dreams.
You know what they mean to me? They mean it works.
It really works.
I don't understand.
Their magic.
If they can do stuff like that, it means the luck's real.
Your luck.
The luck they wouldn't give to me.
It's taken you all this time to work that out? And we're gonna make the most of it.
This is your last day, right? We're gonna gamble like no one's ever gambled before.
You place the bets, and I follow your lead.
I'm barred from the track and the casino.
There's nowhere else to go.
Just where are we gonna do all this gambling? With your friend Ransom.
Oh, I don't know.
We made some money with him before, but I don't think we should risk everything.
You call him, and tell him we want a deal.
I'll get the Stock & Land Bank to do a credit check on him.
I'll really put him under the microscope.
(Touch tones sounding) (birds singing, phone ringing) WOMAN: Good afternoon.
Stock & Land Bank.
MATTHEWS: Uh, I'd like to speak to the credit manager.
WOMAN: One moment, please.
I'm hooking in now.
(Static crackles) Credit Department.
Carlton speaking.
Uh, Doug Matthews here, Bundy Station.
You know me, I suppose? Ah, Mr.
Matthews, of course.
You're a very valued customer.
Look, I'm after some information on a Yank called Ransom, a property investor.
And I need it fast.
Hmm.
it'll take me about an hour.
Will that be all right? Yeah, okay, an hour's fine.
I'll see you then.
Better get going.
Got it.
(Trilling) Carlton, this is Beecham.
We're in the middle of a board meeting, and the president would like you to attend.
And you know where to find us.
Just park in the basement.
(Distant car horns honking) Thank you very much.
(Distant car horns honk) (buzzer sounds) Yes? WOMAN: There's a Mr.
Matthews here to see you, sir.
Please send him in.
Ah, Mr.
Matthews.
I've been expecting you.
How'd it go? I have that information on Mr.
Ransom for you.
Good on you.
Rather substantial man, our Mr.
Ransom.
Extraordinary financial backing.
Hold on.
That's interesting.
What is? He has a very big deal going on right now.
As a matter of fact, he has only today to raise that money.
Really? Oh.
I'm kind of in a hell of a hurry.
You don't mind if I take this, do you? Oh, Mr.
Matthews? I thought you wanted the complete information on Mr.
Ransom.
I owe you a beer.
(Door closes) Thank you.
Are you feeling all right, Miss Phillips? I'll live.
Ready to get down to business? Yes, of course.
What sort of business was it you had in mind? Well, that new land deal you've been negotiating with the Japanese.
How do you know about that? That's absolutely confidential.
Don't mess me about, Ransom.
I know about your Japanese deal, I know how much it's gonna cost, and I know how much you need to finance it.
A cool ten million.
Well, a month or so, a couple new investors-- that's not a problem.
I also know you haven't got a month.
You've got today, right? You seem to know more about my business than I do.
Okay, we put up the ten million.
I mortgage my cattle station, she comes up with a couple of million cash, and we get 50% of the profits.
Suit yourself.
Well, wait.
Wait a minute.
Uh All right, half a profit is better than none at all.
Ransom, with your know-how, my money and her good luck, we're going to be rolling in easy money, mate.
Faith like that has got to be rewarded.
Grant, we're gonna set up downstairs.
(Beeps, trilling) (Aboriginal chanting over didgeridoo and handclaps) (chanting continues) (trilling) (chanting continues) (beep) (wind howling) (chanting continues) (chanting continues) (gasps) (pants) (bell dings) (bell dings) (exhales) (yells) (gasps) (bell dings) (bell dings) (chanting continues) (bell dings) (grunts) (bell dings) (pants) (door opens) (gasping) Mr.
Matthews.
(Bell dings) it's only me, guys.
Let's get this stuff out of here.
(Phone ringing) Yeah, Matthews.
NICHOLAS: Carlton here.
Stock & Land Bank.
Our head office is worried about your account.
What the hell have they got to be worried about? Well, you realize the bank accepts no responsibility for the advice it gives its customers.
Listen, just spit it out, will you? What are you trying to tell me? Obviously, you haven't looked at this morning's papers.
No? Well, why don't you have a glance at them, and then come in and see us.
Maybe there's something we can save.
-(Dial tone) - Hello? Tracy? Tracy? (Clatter) (clatter, rattling) (gasps) (rattling continues) (door opens) (door closes) Well, that should really do it for Matthews.
Gives him just one place left to run.
(Clacking) Hang on, that's not what you said.
You said you'd match their price for the full hundred! That was yesterday; this is today.
Take it or leave it.
All right.
But cash in advance.
You get paid when I've seen the Stingers.
Now, where are they? You must think I'm stupid! We'll meet.
I'll decide where.
You bring the money; I'll bring the Stingers.
And you come alone.
Name the place name the time.
(Dice clacking) (beep) (engine idling) (birds chirping) (brakes squeal) (door opens) Bring the money; we'll meet in the middle.
Open it up.
Put 'em on the ground.
(Chuckles) We're exchanging vehicles.
How do I know the Stingers are really in there? They're there! Just get the damn things out of me sight! Get those bloody things off my property! (Engine starts) Okay, Max.
(Beep) (Aboriginal chanting over didgeridoo and handclaps) (Matthews yells) (vehicle approaching) (engine turns off) -(chanting continues) -(groaning) (chanting continues) (gasps) -(grunting) -(chanting continues) (animals squawking, chittering) Should we pick him up? No, he belongs to someone else now.
(Chanting continues) (gasps) (crazed chuckle) I did what you wanted! I got rid of them! I got rid of the weapons! You can have it all.
You can have the land! You can have it.
(Crazed chuckle) (sobs) (sobs) (Matthews sobbing, panting) (theme music playing)
These babies can chase and bring down an F-111 fighter.
Or a jumbo jet.
To each his own.
With 50 of these, I could cause havoc with every major airline in the world.
So let's do a deal.
I will pay ten percent now, The rest when the missiles are delivered.
Hell with that, mate.
I need the money now.
I got suppliers to pay.
And those boys don't like to be kept waiting.
You can take it or leave it, Mr.
Matthews.
Please yourself.
I think you will take it.
Your debts are well-known to us.
(Clattering) (echoing): Hey, you, stay were you are! (Tone sounds) Make it 20% up front, you got a deal.
(Theme music playing) Good morning.
May I help you? The last time I was on a boat like this was on the Danube.
Well, we don't leave for an hour, but you'll find it just as interesting.
Where do I get the best view? On the upper deck at the locker.
Thank you.
(Beeping) (beeping) MALE VOICE: Good morning, Jim.
You are looking at the Outback of Australia where some of the cattle stations-- as they call their ranches-- are bigger than the state of Texas.
One of these Texas-sized stations belongs to Douglas Matthews, cattle breeder, miner, investor.
More gambler than businessman, he has been saved from bankruptcy more than once by his most profitable sideline, international arms dealing.
Recently, 100 Stinger Mark II ground-to-air missiles were stolen.
They were bought by Matthews, who resold half of them to a terrorist group.
Matthews has yet to deliver those missiles, but is expected to move them within the next three days.
Your mission, Jim, should you decide to accept it, is to prevent those missiles reaching the terrorists and to put Matthews out of business.
As always, should you or any of your IM Force be caught or killed, the Secretary will disavow any knowledge of your actions.
This disc will self-destruct in five seconds.
Good luck, Jim.
(Rapid beeping) (hissing) Matthews' land is honeycombed with caves like this, which the local Aboriginal tribes regard as sacred sites.
We think the missiles are hidden there waiting for the buyer to arrange shipment.
This man may be one of our strongest weapons.
His name is Mulwarra and he's a Kurdaitcha man.
He's a what? A Kurdaitcha man.
He's an equivalent to a medicine man.
The Aborigines believe he has magical powers.
Our main thrust will be to exploit Matthews' own weaknesses.
He's superstitious, he's a gambler, he's always short of ready cash.
He's a high liver and he's a ladies' man.
He thinks the woman hasn't yet been born that he can't conquer.
Well, then it's time he found the exception to the rule.
Oh, he Will.
Meanwhile, he's been putting out feelers for a buyer for the rest of the missiles.
Grant, you've been in contact? We've arranged to meet in two days on Queensland's Gold Coast.
Matthews has rented an apartment there.
And he'll find this magazine waiting there for him.
.
L'.
l' Jim, Matthews has arrived.
The limo's dropped him at the apartment.
He should be in the penthouse in a couple of minutes.
Okay, Max, come on in.
How's it feel to be home, Aussie? Great, Jim, just great.
Time Matthews met his newest customer.
(Phone rings) Matthews.
Hey, this is Donaldson.
It's about the merchandise.
Hey, hey, not on the phone, mate.
When do you want to meet? In a couple days.
I'll call you.
In a couple of days? Listen, mate, I've just flown a thousand miles for this meeting.
You want a deal, you'll deal fast.
We'll deal when I get the time.
Relax, enjoy yourself.
Go to the casino, go out to the racetrack.
Make some money while you're waiting.
Listen, if you want this merchandise, you'll put the money up now.
I've got debts to pay.
When I'm ready, you'll hear from me.
(Dial tone) In the meantime, he can sweat a little.
(Dice clicking) (dice clatter) (phone rings) MAN: G'day, Gold Coast Limousine Service.
Ah, yeah, g'day.
Matthews here.
Look, I'd like a limo, uh, in ten minutes to take me to the racetrack.
Right away, sir.
MATTHEWS: Rig ht-o.
Ready? Casey, time you got lucky.
(Indistinct announcement over P.
A.
) (spectators clamoring) ANNOUNCER: Caslado coming up fast under the whip, into the straight Come on! GO! ANNOUNCER: Making a break for the rail.
Go, Caslado! (Indistinct announcement over P.
A.
) GO! (Indistinct announcement over P.
A.
) Ya bag of bones! (Indistinct announcement over P.
A.
) Ah, lose some, win some.
Tell me about it.
(chuckles) Excuse me, mate.
Don't I know you? No, don't think so.
Land speculation, that's about as risky as horse racing.
Doug Matthews, Mr.
Ransom.
I read your cover story in the American Speculator magazine.
- Oh, Derek, Derek Ransom.
Nice to meet you, Doug.
-Hi.
As for land speculation, you do your research, -study the market, buy wisely.
-It's still risky, though.
(Chuckles) You're absolutely right.
But I like a gamble-- makes life worthwhile.
You're not wrong there.
CASEY: Just who the hell do you think you are? I'm a course steward, miss.
And you're warning me off the track? No, I'm telling you that the bookmakers have refused to accept your bets.
Because I'm winning? Let's say it's because you never lose.
Uh-oh, here we go again.
CASEY: Look, I've got two days left.
Two days, and my luck runs out.
They've got to take my bets.
They don't know what it costs me.
They know what it costs them.
Look, I'm sorry.
You're just gonna have to do your betting somewhere else.
ANNOUNCER: Don't forget to watch a replay of this afternoon's event tonight at 6:30 after the news.
Well, we've been thrown out of the casino and warned off the track.
What do we do now? Your share.
PHELPS: Lucky lady.
Oh, Tracy, this is Doug Matthews.
Doug, Tracy Phillips.
Nice to meet you.
How do you do? - Good.
-PHELPS: I'm off to my meeting now.
I'll give you a call if I find anything that might interest you.
I'd like that.
Would you care to join me for a drink, Miss Phillips? Okay.
(Indistinct announcement over P.
A.
) (thundering hoof beats) What's the connection between you and Ransom? Do you always share your winnings with him? I needed a stake to get started, and Ransom provided it-- a straight business venture.
Maybe you and I can come up with the same sort of partnership.
How much money have you lost on the horses today, Mr.
Matthews? Oh, I don't know-- 20, 30,000.
Why don't you just quit while you're ahead? Why don't we have dinner tonight and talk about it? Well, you're persistent, I'll give you that much.
That's what makes me a winner.
I guess it is.
DRIVER: Good evening, Mr.
Matthews.
MATTHEWS: Yeah, just drive.
(clicks, whirrs) (crickets chirping) (speaking native language) Mr.
Phelps? Mulwarra? This man's a friend.
And now for the elevator.
I'll set the surveillance camera in his bedroom.
(Dice clacking) MATTHEWS: Oh, I've had them for years.
They bring me luck.
So, Tracy Phillips, what's a nice American anthropologist doing in a place like this? Studying Aboriginal culture.
You mean you've been living with them, having walkabout in the bush? Let me get this straight.
You claim you got this lucky streak of yours from the Aborigines? By a Kurdaitcha man.
He cast a spell for me.
(Chuckles) You're kidding.
Well, how'd you get him to do that? I've said too much already.
I really don't want to talk about it.
You've been on a lucky streak, you've won a lot of money.
You're a scientist.
You can't believe it came from some half-naked Aborigine.
It's because I am an anthropologist that I do believe it.
I can't explain it, but I've seen it work.
You've seen it work for me.
Men have died because a Kurdaitcha man pointed the bone at them.
There are tribes that can send telepathic messages across thousands of miles of desert.
They can predict rain and drought and flood.
It's all documented, all proven fact.
The luck they've given me is real.
All right, I'm prepared to take a gamble.
How do I get in on some of this luck? Don't meddle with it.
The price is too high.
Much too high.
(Distant car horn honks) We'd better wind this up.
I've got enough.
We can loop the film to run continuously.
(Tribe chanting, didgeridoo playing) The man has killed your people to protect his secrets.
He's desecrated your sacred ground and your caves with his weapons.
He will die for it.
Mulwarra, if Matthews dies now, we won't be able to find the weapons he's sending overseas, and those weapons in turn will kill many more people, innocent people.
I need your help to stop that killing.
We will wait till you are ready.
Thank you.
(Chanting continues) Our dreamtime is real, Mr.
Phelps, our magic is real.
Everything is real to those who believe.
(Chanting continues) MAN: Hello, mate.
Do you mind? I'm Donaldson.
Oh, about time you showed up.
So I'm here.
Where do we talk? What's wrong with right here? Hey, I sell weapons.
I don't need to carry 'em.
I'm not looking for weapons, pal.
I'm looking for a wire.
All right, let's talk business.
The Stingers are going to cost you 40 grand each.
That's a little high.
We'll take 'em all.
You got a hundred, right? No, I had a hundred.
I've got 50.
The rest I had to sell.
You been paid? I get paid on delivery.
What's it got to do with you? Cancel the sale, we'll beat the price.
People I represent can pay in 24 hours.
It's cash-- U.
S.
dollars or a bank transfer to Switzerland.
That's $4 million right now.
(Chuckles) That's pretty tempting, but it's no deal.
Terrorists aren't really good people to double-cross.
You can have 50.
It's a hundred or nothing.
Well, take the 50 and I'll shave the price for cash.
The fact is, I need money fast.
I'll try and get you some more in a month or so.
Come on, 50 bloody Stingers are better than none.
You blew it, Matthews.
You had the chance to make a lot of money right here.
I think what you need is a change of luck.
Later.
(Doorbell rings) Who is it? CASEY: it's Tracy Phillips.
Are you going to invite me in or not? This place is like Fort Knox.
Don't you like visitors? Not when they're uninvited.
That's not very neighborly.
How'd you get past security? I just showed them what I brought you.
They're not supposed to let anyone come up here.
What the hell is all that? It's not much, but considering you didn't have to put up a stake, it's, uh, not a bad win for you.
(Chuckles) What do you mean, for me? Ransom found a buyer for one of the properties he's developing.
He had to pay off the mortgage fast, so I put up some of the money.
I put some up for you, too.
That's your profit-- 300%.
(Chuckles) Why the sudden change of heart? Last night you weren't letting me in.
Now you risk 50 grand on me.
There was no risk involved.
It was an investment in you.
Look, my luck runs out tomorrow, but, uh, yours could be just beginning so there's nothing to say I can't share in yours like, uh, you're sharing in mine.
What's this going to cost me? I don't know, but if they give you the luck, there'll be a price, believe me.
Look, there's some very ugly people pushing me for money that I owe them.
I'd rather face every Aborigine in Australia than face those guys.
But I'll tell you this.
If any Aborigine tries anything with me, he'll live to regret it.
It's not the living Aborigines you have to fear.
It's the dead.
I'll pick you up here tonight.
(Crickets chirping, fire crackling) What do you mean, you won't give me the luck? You gave it to her.
We know who you are, Matthews.
We know you have killed.
We know you sell weapons so others might kill.
What I do is my business, pal.
What do you want? You want a percentage, is that it? Well, how much? 25? 50? What? MULWARRA: You think the woman brought you here.
We brought you so we could see you.
So you seen me.
Do I get the luck or not? All I give you is a warning.
There will be no more killings.
And you'll take your weapons off our sacred land.
MATTHEWS: Or you'll what? You're gonna point the bone at me, are you? (laughs) What, you gonna sour me milk or fry me kidneys? We will do what only we can do.
And you will suffer, Matthews.
Just as the woman will suffer when she pays her price.
(Beep) (whirring) I think it's about time we disturb Mr.
Matthews' beauty sleep.
(Beep) (Aboriginal chanting over didgeridoo and handclaps) (chanting continues) (clatter) (wind whistling) (chanting continues) (explosive pop) (chanting continues) (flames roaring) (elevator bell dings) (drill whirring) (elevator bell dings) it's a harmless drug, but he's in for a sleepless night.
We better get moving.
(Elevator bell dings) it's this way.
In there.
And it just blew away, sir? It burst into flame-- the top of the rail-- and then it just Well, it seems to have blown itself back again.
Have a scotch, sir.
It'll help you sleep.
Have a good night, sir.
CASEY: You look like death.
To hell with that.
It's started, hasn't it? The dreams.
The dreams that aren't really dreams.
I don't give a damn about the dreams.
You know what they mean to me? They mean it works.
It really works.
I don't understand.
Their magic.
If they can do stuff like that, it means the luck's real.
Your luck.
The luck they wouldn't give to me.
It's taken you all this time to work that out? And we're gonna make the most of it.
This is your last day, right? We're gonna gamble like no one's ever gambled before.
You place the bets, and I follow your lead.
I'm barred from the track and the casino.
There's nowhere else to go.
Just where are we gonna do all this gambling? With your friend Ransom.
Oh, I don't know.
We made some money with him before, but I don't think we should risk everything.
You call him, and tell him we want a deal.
I'll get the Stock & Land Bank to do a credit check on him.
I'll really put him under the microscope.
(Touch tones sounding) (birds singing, phone ringing) WOMAN: Good afternoon.
Stock & Land Bank.
MATTHEWS: Uh, I'd like to speak to the credit manager.
WOMAN: One moment, please.
I'm hooking in now.
(Static crackles) Credit Department.
Carlton speaking.
Uh, Doug Matthews here, Bundy Station.
You know me, I suppose? Ah, Mr.
Matthews, of course.
You're a very valued customer.
Look, I'm after some information on a Yank called Ransom, a property investor.
And I need it fast.
Hmm.
it'll take me about an hour.
Will that be all right? Yeah, okay, an hour's fine.
I'll see you then.
Better get going.
Got it.
(Trilling) Carlton, this is Beecham.
We're in the middle of a board meeting, and the president would like you to attend.
And you know where to find us.
Just park in the basement.
(Distant car horns honking) Thank you very much.
(Distant car horns honk) (buzzer sounds) Yes? WOMAN: There's a Mr.
Matthews here to see you, sir.
Please send him in.
Ah, Mr.
Matthews.
I've been expecting you.
How'd it go? I have that information on Mr.
Ransom for you.
Good on you.
Rather substantial man, our Mr.
Ransom.
Extraordinary financial backing.
Hold on.
That's interesting.
What is? He has a very big deal going on right now.
As a matter of fact, he has only today to raise that money.
Really? Oh.
I'm kind of in a hell of a hurry.
You don't mind if I take this, do you? Oh, Mr.
Matthews? I thought you wanted the complete information on Mr.
Ransom.
I owe you a beer.
(Door closes) Thank you.
Are you feeling all right, Miss Phillips? I'll live.
Ready to get down to business? Yes, of course.
What sort of business was it you had in mind? Well, that new land deal you've been negotiating with the Japanese.
How do you know about that? That's absolutely confidential.
Don't mess me about, Ransom.
I know about your Japanese deal, I know how much it's gonna cost, and I know how much you need to finance it.
A cool ten million.
Well, a month or so, a couple new investors-- that's not a problem.
I also know you haven't got a month.
You've got today, right? You seem to know more about my business than I do.
Okay, we put up the ten million.
I mortgage my cattle station, she comes up with a couple of million cash, and we get 50% of the profits.
Suit yourself.
Well, wait.
Wait a minute.
Uh All right, half a profit is better than none at all.
Ransom, with your know-how, my money and her good luck, we're going to be rolling in easy money, mate.
Faith like that has got to be rewarded.
Grant, we're gonna set up downstairs.
(Beeps, trilling) (Aboriginal chanting over didgeridoo and handclaps) (chanting continues) (trilling) (chanting continues) (beep) (wind howling) (chanting continues) (chanting continues) (gasps) (pants) (bell dings) (bell dings) (exhales) (yells) (gasps) (bell dings) (bell dings) (chanting continues) (bell dings) (grunts) (bell dings) (pants) (door opens) (gasping) Mr.
Matthews.
(Bell dings) it's only me, guys.
Let's get this stuff out of here.
(Phone ringing) Yeah, Matthews.
NICHOLAS: Carlton here.
Stock & Land Bank.
Our head office is worried about your account.
What the hell have they got to be worried about? Well, you realize the bank accepts no responsibility for the advice it gives its customers.
Listen, just spit it out, will you? What are you trying to tell me? Obviously, you haven't looked at this morning's papers.
No? Well, why don't you have a glance at them, and then come in and see us.
Maybe there's something we can save.
-(Dial tone) - Hello? Tracy? Tracy? (Clatter) (clatter, rattling) (gasps) (rattling continues) (door opens) (door closes) Well, that should really do it for Matthews.
Gives him just one place left to run.
(Clacking) Hang on, that's not what you said.
You said you'd match their price for the full hundred! That was yesterday; this is today.
Take it or leave it.
All right.
But cash in advance.
You get paid when I've seen the Stingers.
Now, where are they? You must think I'm stupid! We'll meet.
I'll decide where.
You bring the money; I'll bring the Stingers.
And you come alone.
Name the place name the time.
(Dice clacking) (beep) (engine idling) (birds chirping) (brakes squeal) (door opens) Bring the money; we'll meet in the middle.
Open it up.
Put 'em on the ground.
(Chuckles) We're exchanging vehicles.
How do I know the Stingers are really in there? They're there! Just get the damn things out of me sight! Get those bloody things off my property! (Engine starts) Okay, Max.
(Beep) (Aboriginal chanting over didgeridoo and handclaps) (Matthews yells) (vehicle approaching) (engine turns off) -(chanting continues) -(groaning) (chanting continues) (gasps) -(grunting) -(chanting continues) (animals squawking, chittering) Should we pick him up? No, he belongs to someone else now.
(Chanting continues) (gasps) (crazed chuckle) I did what you wanted! I got rid of them! I got rid of the weapons! You can have it all.
You can have the land! You can have it.
(Crazed chuckle) (sobs) (sobs) (Matthews sobbing, panting) (theme music playing)