Romper Stomper

Synopsis: Nazi skinheads in Melbourne take out their anger on local Vietnamese, who are seen as threatening racial purity. Finally the Vietnamese have had enough and confront the skinheads in an all-out confrontation, sending the skinheads running. A woman who is prone to epileptic seizures joins the skins' merry band, and helps them on their run from justice, but is her affliction also a sign of impurity?
Genre: Crime, Drama
Director(s): Geoffrey Wright
Production: Seon Films
  8 wins & 7 nominations.
Rotten Tomatoes:
94 min


What did you|run into me for?

I didn't mean it, mate.|That guy pushed me.

What did you|run into me for?

What are you|doing here?

What are|you doing here?

Let me tell|you something.

I want you|to listen to me.

This is not|your country.

Get the yellow f***!

F*** you! F*** you!

Get him!

You like it, gooky boy,|you like it?

F*** off!


Where is he, inside?

Yeah. He hasn't|come out yet

but he's expecting you.

That was Pommy Bill.

He's come to help.

Did he hurt you?

No, but he's|been hitting

the roeies again-- the|worst I've ever seen.

Are you|all right?

Perhaps if you stop|struggling, sir.

Have it your way.

You like punching out|little girls, sir?

The junkies like punching up|little girls, do they?

Have you been taking|the phenytoin?


Where is it?

I don't know. I'm busy.

You haven't, have you?

Seizures been bad?


You've got a bloody|chemist's shop here.

The one drug|you really need

you don't|bother with.

I need some|money, Martin.

Missed you badly.

I don't|want that.

Can't you just|be nice to me?

Pick up your things

and let's get|out of here.

You bastard!

I'm going to|f***ing kill you.

I can't stay|with you, Martin.

Come on.

You're the one who|always starts it.

Hey, boys.


The men are here.

The big men|have arrived.

Hey, we need|your muscle.

Rob and Chris|kicked us out.

Three jugs,|Harold.

F***ing Rob|hit me, too.

Stomp him|for us, Davey?

Hey, hey, hey.

Get him out.

I'm not serving any kids--|get him out.

if he doesn't leave,|i'll turn off the beer.



Come on.


Get your mother|to read you a story.

Piss off, Max.

Go home!

Hey, Rollo|says you had

some gooks in here|last week.

What's it to you?

Why were they here?

It's our place.

No, this is|my f***ing place, mate.

Oh, yeah, but you|had gooks here, eh?

Doesn't bother me.

You got a problem

that's your|f***ing problem.

Who's that?

I don't know.

A space monster,|if you ask me.

You mean|space cadet, love.

Hey, mate,|you going

to give us|a drink?

Come on, mate.|No, give us a drink.


That smells like sh*t.

Hey, can we go?

Hey, What did you|just call me?

Hey, what did|you just call me?

Just leave it,|and let's just go home.

Don't lean|on my face.

Yeah, f***ing whatever

I surrender,|you motherf***er.

Gee, look at that jacket.

it's beautiful.

You want that jacket.


Nice jacket.


I hope it|was worth it.

It's bleeding.

No, it's not|even deep.

Little bit of glass|in it, though.

You want me|to operate?

It's still bleeding.

This is pretty clean.


This is home.|Do you like it?

Yeah, what is|this, a squat?

Squat be f***ed,|we pay rent here.

What is this?

Do you love me?

Do you love me?


Well, you're awake.

Brought my bag up|from downstairs.

I didn't get to salvage much

from the place|where I was living.

Some idiot tore it all up.

These are for tap dancing, see?

But they don't|fit me anymore.

That's a picture|of my mum.

isn't she beautiful?

Everyone says|I look like her.

I'm not saying|I'm good-looking--

I'm not|saying that--

but we do|look alike.

She's dead now.

It was a car accident.

She had her head chopped off.

I think it's good to be able|to talk about these things

without cracking up, you know?


I know she's still|with me somehow.

I think that when I have kids

she'll be one of them--|you know, sort of reincarnated.

When you see the yellow scum|coming up the road

Will you turn the other cheek|just like a gutless toad?

Or will you stand|your sacred ground

inform him of the facts

Tell him he's not welcome here|then give him several smacks?

Smack him if he's yellow,|smack him if he's black

Smack him till he fucks off|and doesn't come back...

What are you doing?

F***ing keep your mind

on the f***ing job,|woman!


Hando,|uh, Magoo.


Way to go!

What are you|doing here?

Didn't have time to|tell you we were coming.

Didn't know|we were coming--

forgot to|f***ing stop.

Check this out.

Joined up a couple|of months ago.

What for?

I needed a job,|didn't I?

They put you|through school.

I still get to keep|the hair short.

You're a hippie|with hair that long.


I thought you wanted|to shoot guns, mate?

I want to get|into a f***ing sub.

Fire torpedoes.

How are you?

We're the handsome|Canberra boys

come to see the ugly|Melbourne boys.

This is my mate Magoo.

That's Jacqui

and that's Flea.


Got something|for you, boys.

Macka pulled it

from the basement|of the war museum.

Standard issue|for the Hitler youth.


Cheap alloy.

Not that good--|made in '45

towards the end|of the war.

They were running|out of metal then

weren't they?

I'll take it.


$40, then.


Come on, Davey

you robbed me|of $50, mate.

That's all I got.

All i can stand for.

Come on!

Here. Pay me back|next dole check.


Champ man.

Hey, how's Billy?

Look's all right.

It will be|all right.

I'll change|that bandage later.

He's going to|f***ing kill him.

Any parties happening|in this sh-shitty town?

Pulling on the boots|and tightening up the laces

Shaving our heads|and strapping on the braces

Now you are a skinhead|looking for a fight

Skinhead, skinhead,|running through the night

Skinhead, skinhead,|running through the night

Making lots of trouble,|starting lots of fights

Skinhead, skinhead,|getting really pissed

Skinhead, skinhead,|tattooed on my wrist

Lurking in the laneway,|waiting for the scum

Smash their yellow faces,|kick their f***ing bums

When they plead for mercy,|we will show them none

Skinhead, skinhead,|till the job is done

Skinhead, skinhead,|putting in the boot

Looking for a street fight,|looking for a root

Skinhead, skinhead,|running through the place

Skinhead, skinhead,|stomping on your face

When the coppers see us,|at first they pull their gun

But when they see us come|towards then they start to run

When we wear our badges,|it makes us real proud

Skinhead, skinhead,|shout it out loud

Skinhead, skinhead,|running through the night

Making lots of trouble,|starting lots of fights

Skinhead, skinhead,|getting really pissed

Skinhead, skinhead,|tattooed on my wrist

Skinhead, skinhead,|running through the night

Making lots of trouble,|starting lots of fights

Skinhead, skinhead,|getting really pissed

Skinhead, skinhead,|tattooed on my wrist

Skinhead, skinhead,|putting in the boot

Looking for a street fight,|looking for a root

Skinhead, skinhead,|running through the place

Skinhead, skinhead|stomping on your face!

Skinhead, skinhead

Skinhead, skinhead

Skinhead, skinhead

Skinhead, skinhead

Skinhead, skinhead.

Wow, Bubsy!

Davey, cop a drink?

Nice party, mate.

I've got to get|the first bus back to base.

You enjoy being cannon fodder|for the system?

It's a job.

See you, Hando.

Hey, Flea.

You look|like sh*t, Davey.

Stupid little bugger.

Why do you go in|for all this stuff?

Because I don't want to be a|white coolie in my own country

because it's not|our country anymore

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Geoffrey Wright

Geoffrey Wright (born 1959) is an Australian film director and screenwriter, who gained cult success with the 1992 film Romper Stomper, starring Russell Crowe.In 1994 he directed the gritty suburban thriller film Metal Skin, starring Ben Mendelsohn, and later directed the teen horror film Cherry Falls, starring Brittany Murphy. In 2006 he adapted Shakespeare's Macbeth for film, starring Sam Worthington and Lachy Hulme. more…

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