We open on a local cricket oval as evening settles in. The club house lights cast a faint glow as a team of middle-aged men make their way onto the field after tea break to continue the community game.
We then cut to a wide shot of a lighthouse at dusk it’s beam slices through the darkening sky. Slowly it begins to turn.
The shot transitions as we return to the community cricket ground, showing a wide image of the oval, a broad pool of light suddenly floods across it, illuminating the pitch.
We then zoom in to an up-close image of our batter taking guard at the wicket as the light washes over him. A flicker of awe and gratitude appears across his face before focus snaps back.
Behind him the wicket keeper and slips settle low, ready…as the bowler charges in and sends down a quick one.
The batter meets it with a clean crack of the bat.
We then cut back to our lighthouse where we see a lighthouse keeper inside smiling with satisfaction. He then notices something and lifts his binoculars.
A female cricketer sprints along the boundary of a different field, eyes locked on a ball arcing high against the dark sky.
The lighthouse keeper swivels sharply in his chair to steer the beam, and we see the light pan out across the dark landscape.
Back on the field, the powerful beam sweeps across and floods the ground lighting the balls path. Our cricketer dives forward and snares the catch.
Back to the lighthouse. It turns again, sending the beam of light in a new direction.
The big whoosh of light rushes across a junior team match. A young bowler, about twelve spins on his heel and lets out a full-throated appeal, arms shooting high.
The beam lands on the umpire, lighting her up for all to see. The finger goes up...and the kids explode into celebration, teammates leap and shout as they swarm the ecstatic bowler, piling onto him in a tangle of cheers and laughter.
Back in the lighthouse the keeper swings around in his chair to operate another part of the machinery. He pulls a pair of levers…and a series of mirrors unfold above him, surrounding the huge lantern.
Cut to a closeup of the keeper as he looks up, excited by his final manoeuvre.
Finally, we cut to an epic wide shot as an array of multiple light beams whoosh out in every direction. The music crescendos, and we hear the following voiceover:
“We’ve helped Australians for 100 years. That’s why we’re helping the game we love continue to thrive.”
The voiceover ends and we see the NRMA Insurance coloured end-frame swipe away, leaving space for a blue background with the words appearing on screen:
NRMA Insurance. A Help Company.
