Romper Stomper Quotes
A group of skinheads become alarmed at the way their neighbourhood is changing.
Gabe: [referring to the NAZI paraphernalia that adores Hando's room] Why do you have all this stuff?
Hando: Because I don't want to be a white cooly in my own country. 'Cause it's not our country anymore. 'Cause rich people, and powerful people brought in boat loads of human trash. Cheap labour, gooks mainly, and there's gonna be more. I want people to know I'm proud of my white history and white blood. One day it might be all I have. I don't want to go the same way as the fuckin' Abo. See that map?
[map on the wall has areas coloured in red]
Hando: That's all the gook properties on Barkley Street. A few years ago it was a white area.
[picks up a book]
Hando: Mein Kampf. Do you know it?
Gabe: It's about war isn't it?
Hando: This book was written by Adolf Hitler. It turned into a joke by other people who don't want to know Hitler's view of the world. It's simply about, the ongoing struggle of the white race and the enemies it faces. You don't know who the enemy is, you can't win the war. Listen. "All the noble cultures of the past declined, because the purity and vigour of the originally created race faded out. They were compromised by the seed of lesser races that were attracted to the works of the superior men. The undeniable reason for their decline was then due to a kind of racial blood poisoning. Racial blood must be perserved in its purity at all costs."
Hando: Because I don't want to be a white cooly in my own country. 'Cause it's not our country anymore. 'Cause rich people, and powerful people brought in boat loads of human trash. Cheap labour, gooks mainly, and there's gonna be more. I want people to know I'm proud of my white history and white blood. One day it might be all I have. I don't want to go the same way as the fuckin' Abo. See that map?
[map on the wall has areas coloured in red]
Hando: That's all the gook properties on Barkley Street. A few years ago it was a white area.
[picks up a book]
Hando: Mein Kampf. Do you know it?
Gabe: It's about war isn't it?
Hando: This book was written by Adolf Hitler. It turned into a joke by other people who don't want to know Hitler's view of the world. It's simply about, the ongoing struggle of the white race and the enemies it faces. You don't know who the enemy is, you can't win the war. Listen. "All the noble cultures of the past declined, because the purity and vigour of the originally created race faded out. They were compromised by the seed of lesser races that were attracted to the works of the superior men. The undeniable reason for their decline was then due to a kind of racial blood poisoning. Racial blood must be perserved in its purity at all costs."
Hando: What'd you run into me for?
Tiger: I didn't mean it, mate, that guy pushed me.
Hando: What'd you run into me for? What are you doing here? *What* are you doing here?
[grabs Tiger by the shoulder]
Hando: I'm gonna tell you something.
Hando: I want you to listen to me now, OK? This... is... not... your... country.
[proceeds to beat him up]
Tiger: I didn't mean it, mate, that guy pushed me.
Hando: What'd you run into me for? What are you doing here? *What* are you doing here?
[grabs Tiger by the shoulder]
Hando: I'm gonna tell you something.
Hando: I want you to listen to me now, OK? This... is... not... your... country.
[proceeds to beat him up]
Gabe: 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. 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. Besides I know she's still with me somehow. I think that when I have kids, she will be one of them, sort of reincarnated.
Champ: [while Hando has Nguyen in a headlock on the ground] We hate you gook, we'll never let you go.
Hando: This is our place gook boy, our place. What are you going here? Hey? The only thing for you here is pain.
Champ: We don't love you.
[Kisses Nguyen on the cheek and then punches him]
Hando: [while shaking Nguyen] Understand? Understand? I hope you do mate because I don't speak monkey talk.
Hando: This is our place gook boy, our place. What are you going here? Hey? The only thing for you here is pain.
Champ: We don't love you.
[Kisses Nguyen on the cheek and then punches him]
Hando: [while shaking Nguyen] Understand? Understand? I hope you do mate because I don't speak monkey talk.
Luke: [while Hando has Nguyen in a headlock on the ground] We hate you gook, we'll never let you go.
Hando: This is our place gook boy, our place. What are you going here? Hey? The only thing for you here is pain.
Luke: We don't love you.
[kisses Nguyen on the cheek and then punches him]
Hando: [while shaking Nguyen] Understand? Understand? I hope you do, mate because I don't speak monkey talk.
Hando: This is our place gook boy, our place. What are you going here? Hey? The only thing for you here is pain.
Luke: We don't love you.
[kisses Nguyen on the cheek and then punches him]
Hando: [while shaking Nguyen] Understand? Understand? I hope you do, mate because I don't speak monkey talk.
Sonny Jim: I vote we get a 45 automatic and blow the head gook back to Singapore.
Hando: Saigon, stupid.
Sonny Jim: I fired a 45 at a range once. It was fine.
Bubs: You never fired a 45, don't shit me Sonny.
Sonny Jim: What would you know, baby bubs? An anti-static gun is big news for you.
Hando: We can get any sort of gun we want from Billy the Reverend. All we need is the cash, and we needed up front.
Megan: If you lot are going to shoot people...
Tracy: ...we're going.
Hando: Then go. We don't want any fuckin' passengers from here on in. So fuck off.
Tracy: Sonny do you want to come with us?
Sonny Jim: No. I want to kill gooks, gooks, gooks.
Tracy: We could go fruit pickin'.
Sonny Jim: I hate the fuckin' country, don't I.
Megan: All right then... you'll all end up fucked!
Hando: You'll end up fucked if you don't piss off.
[Hando jumps up, and Megan and Tracy run off]
Hando: Saigon, stupid.
Sonny Jim: I fired a 45 at a range once. It was fine.
Bubs: You never fired a 45, don't shit me Sonny.
Sonny Jim: What would you know, baby bubs? An anti-static gun is big news for you.
Hando: We can get any sort of gun we want from Billy the Reverend. All we need is the cash, and we needed up front.
Megan: If you lot are going to shoot people...
Tracy: ...we're going.
Hando: Then go. We don't want any fuckin' passengers from here on in. So fuck off.
Tracy: Sonny do you want to come with us?
Sonny Jim: No. I want to kill gooks, gooks, gooks.
Tracy: We could go fruit pickin'.
Sonny Jim: I hate the fuckin' country, don't I.
Megan: All right then... you'll all end up fucked!
Hando: You'll end up fucked if you don't piss off.
[Hando jumps up, and Megan and Tracy run off]
Champ: [to Harold the bar owner] Hey, Roland says you had some gooks in here last week.
Harold: So? What's it to you?
Luke: Well, what were they doing here?
Brett: Yeah, this is our place, mate.
Harold: No, this is my fuckin' place, mate.
Cackles: Oh, yeah, but you had gooks here, eh?
Harold: Doesn't bother me. You got a problem with that, that's your fuckin' problem.
Harold: So? What's it to you?
Luke: Well, what were they doing here?
Brett: Yeah, this is our place, mate.
Harold: No, this is my fuckin' place, mate.
Cackles: Oh, yeah, but you had gooks here, eh?
Harold: Doesn't bother me. You got a problem with that, that's your fuckin' problem.
Hando: [as a small army of Vietnamese are trying to break down the front door to the skinhead's headquarters] Come on. Come on, you filthy fuckin' slope head scum!
[turns around to see the rest of the skinheads are not up for the fight]
Hando: What the fuck are you afraid of? This is our place. No more running. We stop them here! You look like a bunch of scared fuckin' rabbits!
[turns around to see the rest of the skinheads are not up for the fight]
Hando: What the fuck are you afraid of? This is our place. No more running. We stop them here! You look like a bunch of scared fuckin' rabbits!
Hando: [knock at bedroom door] What?
Davey: Hando, ah, Magoo.
Hando: [door flies open, and Magoo walks in] Magoo!
Magoo: Way to go!
[clasps hands with Hando]
Hando: Fuckin' Magoo! What are you doing here?
Magoo: Didn't have time to tell you we were coming, mate. Didn't know we were coming actually, just keep on driving forgot to fuckin' stop! Check this out.
[pulls Flea who's wearing a navy uniform into the room]
Flea: Joined up a couple months ago.
Hando: What for?
Flea: Needed a job, didn't I? Put you through school. At least you get to keep the hair short, bud.
Hando: You look like a fuckin' hippie with hair that long.
Sonny Jim: [enters the room and after wrestling with Flea and McGoo] I thought you wanted to shoot guns, mate.
Flea: I gonna get in a fuckin' sub, fire torpedos.
Davey: Hando, ah, Magoo.
Hando: [door flies open, and Magoo walks in] Magoo!
Magoo: Way to go!
[clasps hands with Hando]
Hando: Fuckin' Magoo! What are you doing here?
Magoo: Didn't have time to tell you we were coming, mate. Didn't know we were coming actually, just keep on driving forgot to fuckin' stop! Check this out.
[pulls Flea who's wearing a navy uniform into the room]
Flea: Joined up a couple months ago.
Hando: What for?
Flea: Needed a job, didn't I? Put you through school. At least you get to keep the hair short, bud.
Hando: You look like a fuckin' hippie with hair that long.
Sonny Jim: [enters the room and after wrestling with Flea and McGoo] I thought you wanted to shoot guns, mate.
Flea: I gonna get in a fuckin' sub, fire torpedos.
