Australia Quotes
Set in northern Australia before World War II, an English aristocrat who inherits a sprawling ranch reluctantly pacts with a stock-man in order to protect her new property from a takeover plot. As the pair drive 2,000 head of cattle over unforgiving landscape, they experience the bombing of Darwin, Australia, by Japanese forces firsthand.
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Nullah: My grandfather, King George, he take'em me walkabout, teach me black fella way. Grandfather teach'em me most important lesson of all. Tell'em story. That day I down the billabong. King George, he teach me how to catch'em fish using magic song. See, I not black fella. I not white fella either. Them white fellas call me mixed-blood, half-caste, creamy. I belong to no one.
King George: That day I see'em them white fellas. They were pushing them cheeky bulls across the river onto Carney land.
Nullah: [quietly] Make yourself invisible.
King George: King George angry at them white fellas. King George say them white fella bad spirit. Must be taken from this land.
Nullah: My grandfather, King George, he take'em me walkabout, teach me black fella way. Grandfather teach'em me most important lesson of all. Tell'em story. That day I down the billabong. King George, he teach me how to catch'em fish using magic song. See, I not black fella. I not white fella either. Them white fellas call me mixed-blood, half-caste, creamy. I belong to no one.
King George: That day I see'em them white fellas. They were pushing them cheeky bulls across the river onto Carney land.
Nullah: [quietly] Make yourself invisible.
King George: King George angry at them white fellas. King George say them white fella bad spirit. Must be taken from this land.
Drover: What're you talkin' about?
Lady Sarah Ashley: You... you want... You want to have it *on* with me.
Drover: What? Wha- What was that?
Lady Sarah Ashley: Oh, you know *exactly what I'm saying. Just like you have it on with that poor girl that you're exploiting, an-and God knows how many others!
Drover: What are you *talking* about? You got a filthy mind, lady.
Lady Sarah Ashley: You're an animal!
Drover: I wouldn't have it on with *you,* if you were the only tart left in Australia!
Lady Sarah Ashley: You... you want... You want to have it *on* with me.
Drover: What? Wha- What was that?
Lady Sarah Ashley: Oh, you know *exactly what I'm saying. Just like you have it on with that poor girl that you're exploiting, an-and God knows how many others!
Drover: What are you *talking* about? You got a filthy mind, lady.
Lady Sarah Ashley: You're an animal!
Drover: I wouldn't have it on with *you,* if you were the only tart left in Australia!
Drover: Now where the *hell* are all the bloody stockmen, eh?
Lady Sarah Ashley: That's what I need to speak to you about.
Drover: Where's Fletcher?
Lady Sarah Ashley: We disagreed, and I dismissed him.
Drover: [Dumbfounded] ... *Dismissed?*
Lady Sarah Ashley: Yes.
Drover: Wait, wait a minute, hold on. What about the cattle?
Lady Sarah Ashley: Well, as he was leaving, he *deliberately* let the cows out of the, uh... I don't know, whatever you call it, and they *ran off.*
Drover: [Storms off] Damn! Do you realize, woman, what you've done?
Lady Sarah Ashley: Mr. Drover, do not take that tone with me *thank you, very much!*
Drover: [Stomps back to her] Don't take that tone with ya, huh?
Lady Sarah Ashley: [Firmly] No.
Drover: I'm askin' ya, woman, do you know what you've *done?* I won't get another drove this late in the season, alright? You've cost me my *living!*
Lady Sarah Ashley: Can't you just round them up?
Drover: Round 'em up, huh? Oh, round 'em up, yeah. Huh? Round 'em up!
Lady Sarah Ashley: Yes! You just... go *get them!*
Drover: Fifteen-hundred head o' cattle, scattered over a million acres with just me, and my two men. That's a *great* idea! Stupid cow...
Lady Sarah Ashley: That's what I need to speak to you about.
Drover: Where's Fletcher?
Lady Sarah Ashley: We disagreed, and I dismissed him.
Drover: [Dumbfounded] ... *Dismissed?*
Lady Sarah Ashley: Yes.
Drover: Wait, wait a minute, hold on. What about the cattle?
Lady Sarah Ashley: Well, as he was leaving, he *deliberately* let the cows out of the, uh... I don't know, whatever you call it, and they *ran off.*
Drover: [Storms off] Damn! Do you realize, woman, what you've done?
Lady Sarah Ashley: Mr. Drover, do not take that tone with me *thank you, very much!*
Drover: [Stomps back to her] Don't take that tone with ya, huh?
Lady Sarah Ashley: [Firmly] No.
Drover: I'm askin' ya, woman, do you know what you've *done?* I won't get another drove this late in the season, alright? You've cost me my *living!*
Lady Sarah Ashley: Can't you just round them up?
Drover: Round 'em up, huh? Oh, round 'em up, yeah. Huh? Round 'em up!
Lady Sarah Ashley: Yes! You just... go *get them!*
Drover: Fifteen-hundred head o' cattle, scattered over a million acres with just me, and my two men. That's a *great* idea! Stupid cow...
Title Card: After the bombing of Pearl Harbor on the 7th of December 1944, the Imperial Japanese Navy steamed south, unleashing their fire on Darwin, a city in the northern territory of Australia. 'The territory' was a land of crocodiles, cattle barons, and warrior chiefs where adventure and romance was a way of life. It was also a place where aboriginal children of mixed race were taken by force from their families and trained for service in white society. These children became know as the stolen generations.
Drover: We're not really used to...
Lady Sarah Ashley: A woman? I suppose you think I should be back in Darwin, at the church fête or a lady's whatever you call it. Well I will have you know, I am as capable as any man.
Drover: Guests. We're not used to guests is what I was about to say but now that you mention it I happen to quite like the women of the outback.
Lady Sarah Ashley: A woman? I suppose you think I should be back in Darwin, at the church fête or a lady's whatever you call it. Well I will have you know, I am as capable as any man.
Drover: Guests. We're not used to guests is what I was about to say but now that you mention it I happen to quite like the women of the outback.
