[jungle noises]
[multitude of birds calling]
[men coughing]
[Japanese soldier
yelling in distance]
[loud yelling in Japanese]
[Japanese soldier
yelling orders]
[Nakamura] They have to go now.
The camp by Three Pagodas
has lost many men.
It requires more.
Colonel orders 100 men to go.
Three Pagodas Pass is over
a hundred kilometres away.
I will send men to guide them.
I'm not concerned with them
finding their way.
Major, these men are too sick
to make that journey.
[yelling] Work is slowing
by the border!
This cannot happen!
Major. Major.
I don't have
These men are too sick.
Australians should wash
like Japanese.
Okay then, then give
me soap, give me water
and I will clean them myself.
But do not send these men
to their death.
I'm not. You are to select.
[speaking Japanese]
One hundred!
You choose.
[thudding]
[groaning]
[speaking English]
The men go now.
Take only what they wear.
[yelling] Everything else
is at the Pass.
[speaking Japanese]
One hundred!
[plaintive string music]
Major orders a hundred men
march to Three Pagodas Pass.
It is safest for all men
with boots to go.
[mournful string music]
[Japanese soldier] Oi...
[Japanese soldiers
yelling orders]
[Japanese soldiers
yelling orders]
[Japanese soldiers
yelling orders]
[Japanese soldiers
yelling orders]
[mournful string music
continues]
Thank you, sir.
I'd love to catch up in Hobart
for a beer sometime.
I'd like that, Chum.
-Thanks, sir.
-[Dorrigo] Les...
For everything.
Thank you, sir.
[mournful string music
continues]
[Japanese soldiers
yelling orders]
[wind howling]
[mournful string music]
[distant traffic noise]
Who's Chum?
You kept saying his name
over and over
in your sleep last night, as if
you're talking to someone.
A boy I once knew.
And why was this particular
boy's name in your head?
I don't know.
He died in the w*r.
Can I take you to breakfast?
No...
I'm here to say goodbye.
This was always going to
have an end date, wasn't it?
You and I...
It's just...
I'm just a distraction
for whatever is going
on in your head--
-That's, not true.
-Yes it is.
I've seen enough of
your nightmares to know
that whatever you've been
through, has left a deep mark.
And I just don't know if
I can take care of you.
I appreciate your concern,
Lynette...
...but ah...
...you should go.
[door opening]
[door closing]
[jungle sounds]
[speaking Japanese]
Wake up.
Wake up... hurry, wake up!
Don't be slow.
Quickly, get up.
Major!
[Kota] A track joining
Siam and Burma means...
...we will no longer rely
on our navy for supplies.
We are independent.
For Japan's future...
...for the Emperor.
Forever!
[metal clanging loudly]
[people applauding]
Long live His Majesty
the Emperor!
[yelling in Japanese]
[replying in Japanese]
[repeated yelling and replying]
Hassha!
[traditional Japanese music
playing from record player]
[Japanese singing starts
on the record playing]
[sharp exhale]
[train approaching]
[train whistle blowing]
[train chugging
and music fades]
[door opening] How are you
today, Mr. Evans?
You tell me.
Am I still a surgeon?
We do have information regarding
your malpractice investigation.
The Council has found
you not to be culpable
and for there not to have been
any unsatisfactory conduct
in the surgery of Mrs. Davis.
So what does
that mean for me?
It means that there'll be no
further action going forward,
um, you're free to
continue practising.
-Is that it?
-Yes.
Would you care to know how
we came to our decision?
No.
[pensive string music]
[car engine stops]
[pensive string music continues]
[water splashing]
-[Ella] Are you nervous?
-No.
Are you?
[Ella] Yes.
Don't be.
Tell us we'll be alright.
[man] Please welcome
Mr. and Mrs. Evans.
[crowd applauding and cheering]
Five years, six months
and three days.
That is how long
we were apart.
Now look at us.
The thing that kept me
going throughout that time
was thinking about today...
was thinking about seeing
all of your beautiful faces.
And most importantly
it was seeing Dori's face at the
end of the aisle waiting for me.
So...
Thank you, again.
And...
Dori did promise me a dance.
So, miracles do happen.
[Ella chuckling]
[crowd applauding]
[crowd chattering]
[gentle music]
[indistinct chattering]
[indistinct chattering]
[loud chattering]
[mournful music]
[Bonox] Hey fish. He always said
how unhappy they look.
They look unhappy to you?
[Sheephead] Yeah, well
they're not f*cking smiling.
[all chuckling]
[glass clattering]
[emotive string music]
[Sheephead] You're free,
you little b*stard.
There you go, Frank.
[keys clattering in lock]
[door opening]
[distant plane flying overhead]
[officer] Choi San Min.
You have been found guilty
of having participated
in the m*rder of
Sergeant Frank Gardiner.
This ruling classifies you
as a Class B w*r criminal,
and as such, you shall be
ex*cuted by hanging
at Changi Prison tomorrow
morning at 0700 hours.
I'll fill a sandbag
to your weight
and hang it on the rope
overnight to stretch it.
That'll take away
any bounce in your rope.
With no bounce,
it'll be all over quick.
[plane flying overhead]
Is there anything
you wish to say?
[Choi breathing deeply]
[ragged breathing]
[thudding]
[rope squeaking]
[thunder rumbling]
[plaintive string music]
TWO GUARDS FOUND
GUILTY OF m*rder.
[plaintive music continues]
[insects chirping]
[birds squawking]
[speaking Japanese]
I remember that neck.
Colonel.
Good to see you still have it.
How did you find me?
I heard from
Lieutenant Fukuhara.
He is considered a criminal too?
Yes.
He and Chieko
are hiding in Tokyo.
What of your wife,
where is she?
Look at all we have lost.
For what?
The beating of one man
inside a w*r...?
Not even a man but a prisoner.
The Australians
dress up their vengeance...
...and call it justice.
[thunder rumbling]
Since I read my name
on their list.
We have been here
since the summer.
We were...
...we were to come back
as heroes.
Not like this...
...like rats hiding
...inside gutters.
So... why are you here?
Sometimes I worry they are right
and I feel scared.
It is not vengeance...
...I feel it is justice.
Listen.
You are an officer.
You are not a criminal.
How can there be crimes
between enemies?
Look at Nagasaki.
Hiroshima.
At what went on there.
Tens of thousands died.
Yet why us?
Our men hang for the death
of one sergeant.
[plaintive string music]
[Dorrigo] I wanted to
bring you these.
[page turning]
How old are you there?
[woman] Nineteen.
Married in Nica -
honeymoon in Hobart.
Where are the kids now?
At my mother's.
I preferred they weren't
here for your visit.
-No offence.
-None taken.
Thank God for the three of them.
I can't bear to be alone.
Are you married?
-Yeah.
-So you believe in love, then?
-What's your wife's name?
-Ella.
Mmm...
Is Ella your note,
or your room?
[woman chuckling]
My friend's a piano teacher.
She says that every room
has its own note,
you just have to find it.
She sang up and down
this house one day, and she...
A note bounced off the wall
right back to her.
The most perfect hum.
It was beautiful.
It made me think of Guy,
and of love.
That one note that finds you
even if you don't want it to.
Guy was my note...
...and I was his room...
...and now everything's...
silent.
Why I like the kids around.
Perhaps you can stay
until they come back.
Of course.
[wind gently howling]
[gentle music]
You know there's this place...
There's an island just south
of where I grew up.
There's not a soul there.
No houses, no cars,
no buildings.
Just a big old lighthouse.
[waves breaking in the distance]
Can we go there?
[waves crashing]
[gentle uplifting music]
[birds calling]
[plaintive music]
[Dorrigo] What do you want,
Ella?
What I want
I lost a long time ago.
To a w*r I never fought in...
...and a woman I never knew.
I thought I saw her once,
you know?
When?
Soon after we moved to Sydney.
But it couldn't have been.
Don't hate me.
[Ella] Oh, I don't hate you.
I think you're the loneliest man
I've ever known.
You know, Rick said to me,
we all played a part...
The things we did and didn't do.
And you've done nothing wrong,
Ella.
Now, you're the reason
we have all this.
You made it happen.
Yeah, but no matter how hard
I tried you were never here.
I mean, I waited for you.
I waited for you.
Through the w*r, through
marriage, through the children.
Through your love affairs,
your career, I waited for you.
I'm sorry.
So am I.
I am, I'm sorry.
[Dorrigo] So who do you
think that might be?
Is it young you?
You think so?
Well done.
What made you think
it was me?
I can see it in the eyes.
[Dorrigo] Really?
-Hello, darling.
-Hi.
[Ella] Why don't you go
and see the family?
[young girl] Mm-hm.
[Ella] Did you finish
your speech?
Mm-hm.
Were you truthful?
Accurate.
As much as I could be.
You look lovely.
Thank you.
As do you.
[Dorrigo] It was Lord Tennyson
who wrote...
"I am part of all
that I have met".
And I thought of this
as I turned the pages
of my friend
Guy Hendricks' book.
For we all left part of
ourselves in that jungle...
...in that mud...
...within each other.
However...
...as accurate as this book is,
it is just a book.
Horror can be contained
within a book...
...given form and meaning.
But in life, horror has no more
form than it does meaning -
it just is.
And Guy was convinced that
no matter what happened to him,
his pictures would survive.
And he was right.
Here we are...
A life's work on these walls.
Rabbit's life,
so many men's lives taken,
for what?
A railway?
Of which now, little remains.
Sleepers covered in weeds.
Tracks bent and warped.
[jungle sounds fade in]
Our memory...
...is the only true justice.
It's our only defence...
...against repeating
the misery of history.
And without nights like tonight,
and work like Rabbit's...
...no one but
those who lived it,
will remember the
immense suffering.
[jungle sounds continue]
The er... constant sorrow.
The pointlessness of it all.
Without memory...
...it will be...
Well, history's
greatest crimes...
...never happened.
[jungle sounds continue]
[smattering of applause]
[all applauding]
Are you all right?
Yeah.
-Fine.
-You should go home.
Yeah...
She came to visit once.
Amy came to see you, but found
your wife and child instead.
I should have told you
before this.
It doesn't matter, El.
Perhaps not.
Now you know.
Mmm...
Hey...
[footsteps receding]
[tense music rising]
[crowd chattering]
[mournful music rising]
[car horn blaring]
[shattering and thudding]
[plaintive string music]
[rain pattering]
[plaintive string music
continues]
[gentle music]
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