Arthur Burns: Love. Love is the key. Love and family. For what are night and day, the sun, the moon, the stars without love, and those you love around you? What could be more hollow than to die alone, unloved?
Jellon Lamb: Forgive me, sir, but I've been stuck here with no one but this sorry sack of Hibernian pig shit for conversation. Poor, poor Dan O'Reilly. Sit, sir. Drink with me. [Charlie cocks his gun and points it to Lamb] Charlie Burns: One more cra...
Samuel Stote: What's a misanthrope, Arthur? Two Bob: Some bugger who fuckin' hates every other bugger. Samuel Stote: Hey, I didn't ask you, you black bastard Arthur Burns: He's right Samuel. A misanthrope is one who hates humanity. Samuel Stote: Is t...
Jellon Lamb: [speaking about Arthur Burns] "We are white men, Sir, not beasts. Oh, he sits up there in those melancholy hills; some say he sleeps in caves like a beast, slumbers deep like the Kraken. The Blacks say that he is a spirit. The Troopers w...
Captain Stanley: Australia. What fresh hell is this?
Officer Dunn: Who the fuck left Danny Boy out in the sun? [Taking a piss] Officer Dunn: Hey, Jacko, you lazy bugger, I told you to bury that bastard last night. He stinks worse than you. Jacko! Two Bob: You got the wrong fuckin' black man. Arthur Bur...
Two Bob: Here's your knife back, you dog.
Arthur Burns: Why can't you ever just... stop me?
[last lines] Arthur Burns: You got me, Charlie. What are you going to do now?
Charlie Burns: My brother's taken a bullet, Stanley, and is in need of medical attention. Captain Stanley: Well, allow me to address the subject of your brother, Mr. Burns. Christmas, as you're probably aware, is fast approaching, and Christmas this ...
[first lines] Captain Stanley: Do I need to introduce myself? Charlie Burns: I know who you are. Captain Stanley: Good. I know who you are.
Jellon Lamb: [dying words] There's night and day brother, both sweet things. Sun and Moon and stars, all sweet things. And quiet, there's a wind on the east. Life is very sweet, brother. Arthur Burns: Life is very sweet, brother, who would wish to di...
Jellon Lamb: What is an Irishman but a nigger turned inside out?
Captain Stanley: I will civilize this land.
Charlie Burns: Do you pray, Mr. Lamb? Jellon Lamb: Good Lord, son, no, I do not. I was, in days gone by, a believer. But alas, I came to this beleaguered land, and the God in me just . . . evaporated. Let us change our toast, sir. To the God who has ...
Jellon Lamb: Perhaps you've read "On the Origin of the Species By Means of Natural Selection" by Charles Darwin. Oh, don't be thrown by the title, he had some most fascinating things to say. Chilling things. Mr. Darwin spent time studying Aboriginals...
Jellon Lamb: Mr. Murphy, Russia, China, the Congo, oh, I have traveled among unknown people in lands beyond the seas. But nothing, *nothing* could have prepared me for this godforsaken hole.
Charlie Burns: They're hanging Mikey come Christmas day. Arthur Burns: When's Christmas, Charlie?
