fall?
Not for about a month.
If you agree,
I can return to the ship
and we can continue
on towards Twofold Bay.
How will you cross
to the other side?
I'll follow the shore
until I reach Melbourne.
And in a little over 10 days
return with help.
Well. You can go.
... land ...
... land ... land ...
... Land!
Zealand. New Zealand!
Are you sure we're
going right way?
Maybe you have a hypothesis?
Assumptions should not
come before science.
Have you changed
your mind now?
But, Land ... Land!
Have a a cigarette.
It'll calm you down.
Land... Zealand.
New Zealand.
At sunrise,
Ayrton was ready.
Ayrton, it's strange that
only your horse is healthy.
Isn' it.
Look! Look!
The horseshoes from the inn.
That "fine grass" no doubt,
has finished all the animals.
I'm taking a message
to The Duncan
and in 4 days we'll become
absolute Masters of the Seas.
- Good thinking!
- Bravo, Ben Joyce!
Don't let him get away.
He mustn't get back to the camp.
- Where's Robert?
- Don't worry.
Perhaps he's with
his friend, Ayrton,
Go up the river,
there's a bridge.
I'll take orders from the captain of
The Duncan and go on to Melbourne.
See you later,
on board The Duncan.
Help! Help!
Robert, my boy, what's happened?
Who did this?
- Ayrton?
- Yes.
Hurry, as fast as you can
and warn Mr. Glenarvan,
Ayrton is Ben Joyce.
- I'm ready now.
- Write please.
We propose to John Mangles
in charge of The Duncan
to proceed to Twofold Bay on
the coast of Eastern Australia.
Australia, yes of course, Australia.
At 37 degrees longitude.
Maybe you could recommend
me to the Captain?
To John Magles,
I recommend to you Ayrton ...
Don't do it!
Take this.
- Why?
If we catch him we'll hang him.
Fire!
We must get to The Duncan
before that devil Ayrton
to warn Captain Mangles
On January 27 1865,
the exhausted travellers
finally arrived at Twofold Bay.
The Duncan from Melbourne
has it been here
In Twofold Bay?
The Melbourne records report
that The Duncan
left on the 18th of this month
for an unknown destination.
It is not in port.
Our friends are in the hands
of the gang led by Ben Joyce.
- How can we get back to Europe?
- By Aukland
By Aukland? Do you
recommend this route?
It's rather odd that it just happens
to be on the 37th parallel.
I didn't realise.
Something rather unforgivable
for a geographer!
- Yes?
- Yes!
Captain Halley, are you going
to New Zealand, Aukland?
What, take passengers?
How many people?
Six, including two women.
60 pounds, paid in advance.
Nowhere in the southern hemisphere
was there a vessel
as decrepit and poorly led
than The Macquarie.
For many days they drifted,
helpless and far from land.
Don't worry, we'll be alright.
If we're south of Tasmania
we'll reach New Zealand.
A piece of heaven.
A translucent ocean
among pink coral reefs,
washing warm sandy beaches.
Sparkling and crystal clear waters
cascading down
the blue mountainsides.
In a small clearing
I hear a brook trickling...
streams of blue water,
whose freshness
trickling...
cool water ...
Water ...
A ship! A ship!
John! My dear John!
Miss Mary, Hoorah!
What luck John. You being off
the shores of New Zealand.
- It was your order
- How can it be?
- Ayrton's here?
- Ayrton is on board.
- Bring him here
- Now.
He told me to leave Melbourne
and head for Twofold Bay.
I don't understand,
only to go to Australia?
Yes, but your order was to
go to New Zealand.
New Zealand?
Show me your order.
You ordered John to take
the ship to the west coast
of New Zealand ...
- But why New Zealand?
That's what you have written?
- Paganel?
- Me?
I was too full of
my new hypothesis!
It's a good thing I didn't send
The Duncan to the South Pole.
- Let's eat.
You know very well what
awaits you, Ben Joyce, if guilty.
We'll hand you over
to the Queen's soldiers.
Ben Joyce, tell us
what really happened.
Alright, I will tell everything.
I was with Captain Grant.
I