Crocodile Dundee II Page #2

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you some framed copies.

Where did you send them, Bob?

Yeah, Brannigan. Sure, yeah.

I tell you, and you

kiss me goodbye.

Read my lips. They shot at me!

They already killed one guy!

Now come here and get me!

Yeah. Okay, okay, just stay put.

We'll be there within the hour.

You'll be out on the next flight.

- Great. Good. Great.

- You did a great job.

Thank you very much. Bye.

Just come and get me, all right?

- Operador.

- Yeah. Hi, it's me again. Yeah.

Would you get me New

York City, please?

212-555-6432.

- Si, seor. Nueva York.

- Thank you.

Sue, listen...

Um, yeah.

Hello. This is Mick Dundee here.

I'm not really here, this is a

recording. It's good, isn't it?

Um, Sue's not here either,

and you should leave a

message after the beep.

Hey, great message.

Listen, Sue, this is Robert.

I just... I sent you a letter.

I don't want you to open it.

I don't want you to do anything with

it until you hear from me, all right?

There's nobody else that I trust.

This is big with a capital "B."

Bye.

- G'day, Ralph.

- Yo, Mickey. How's it hangin'?

Good, mate. Anything for me?

Got something here for

your lady friend.

There you go.

Hey.

What about this one?

My fellow Americans,

let me make one thing

perfectly clear.

That's funny, Ralph. Who is it?

It's Nixon! You know, Tricky Dicky?

No, I don't know him.

Does he live round here?

He used to be the President!

Oh, right. Yeah, that was

just like him, Ralph.

- I'll work on it.

- See you, mate.

See you later, Mick.

Hey, you ugly mother.

Give me your wallet!

Hey, hey, hey. Relax!

It's just me, man.

- Leroy! How are you, mate?

- How you doin'?

- Fancy a drink somewhere?

- That sounds good to me.

I just got a couple of

deliveries to make.

- Can I help?

- Sure, sure.

Look, this goes to Moore,

Bank and Patterson,

on the 23rd floor of that

building right there.

No worries. See you back here.

- Back here in five minutes.

- Got it.

- G'day.

- Yes.

Can I help you?

That's your stationery.

Can you wait while I check this?

Yeah, sure.

Hey, there's a guy walking

past your window.

- Okay, what's the gag?

- No, serious.

Oh, my God. It's a jumper.

I'd better call the police.

- It's a what?

- A jumper. A suicide!

Maybe I should go and talk to him.

Don't try to stop me.

I don't want to stop you.

I just wanna get past.

What?

- I wanna get by. You're in the way.

- You're kidding.

No. I walk around here every day.

Get away from all the

noise and the traffic,

get up here and get the fresh air.

You had the same idea

yourself, did you?

I don't give a damn about the air!

I'm about to throw myself

off this building.

You could kill yourself.

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