Crocodile Dundee Page #3

like you stand on,

say, the nuclear debate?

What do you think

about the arms race?

None of my business.

None of your business?

How can you say that?

It's everybody's business.

Got to have an opinion.

Got to have a voice.

Who's going to hear it out here?

Okay.

Something closer to home.

Uh... The Aborigines.

What do you think about their

claims to get the land back?

Ah, well, you see,

Aborigines don't own the land.

They belong to it.

It's like their mother.

See those rocks sticking up there?

Been standing up there

for 600 million years.

Still be there when

you and I are gone.

So arguing over who owns them

is like two fleas arguing over

who owns the dog they live on.

You see, uh...

Uh...

Aborigines, well, like

all God's creatures,

they just want the right to

roam across the earth

and be left in peace.

It's that...

Oh, it's a king brown.

Poisonous?

Oh, yeah. Deadly.

Not bad eating,

but always give me gas.

Uh, listen, are there any

more of those around?

Oh, maybe the odd

one late at night.

But stick close to me,

you'll be all right.

Yeah, you're probably right, a

man should have an opinion.

- I... Shh!

- What?

Hmm. Thought I heard something.

No, it's nothing.

Good night.

Mick?

It's only me.

Dangerous bastards.

It's those city cowboys.

What are you going to do?

Nothing. Why?

Why? They're shooting these

poor kangaroos for fun.

There's no law against that.

Keep your head down.

Stay here.

Hey. Ah, I need a piss.

I need a piss!

Yeah, and a straighter rifle.

You're as useless as

tits on a bull, Duffy!

Shh! Shut up, you guys.

- Hey, Trevor.

- What?

Trevor, get the spotlight

over here, mate.

- Eh?

- The spotlight!

Can't you see where you're aiming?

Shut up!

Not on me, you silly

bugger, on the bushes.

Hey...

Hey, look at this

big cheeky bugger.

Hey! It's got a gun!

Sh*t!

Get out of here! Get going!

Whoo-hoo!

Good one, skippy.

Despite the rugged

beauty of this land,

there's a sort of strange

emptiness about it.

A feeling of being so alone.

Yeah, but you're not alone.

I'm here, aren't I?

Yeah, but...

I think I know how you

must have felt...

Or how I'd feel if I

were out here alone.

You... Out here alone?

That's a joke.

A city girl like you...

You wouldn't last

five minutes, love.

This is man's country out here.

That's right. I'm only a sheila.

We're heading for that

escarpment today, right?

Yeah.

Okay.

See you there this afternoon.

Hey!

If you're gonna go,

take the gun with you.

If you get into trouble, fire

a couple of shots in the air.

That's the dangerous end.

So it is.

Hmm.

It's all right. It's over.

Hey. Hey.

I got you. I got you.

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