Mad Max (1979)
Mel Gibson: Max
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Quotes
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[the Kid is handcuffed to a car that's about to explode]
Max : The chain in those handcuffs is high-tensile steel. It'd take you ten minutes to hack through it with this. Now, if you're lucky, you could hack through your ankle in five minutes. Go.
[the hacksaw is dropped next to The Kid, and Max limps off]
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Goose : [via radio] Max.
Max : [via radio] Go ahead.
Goose : We are 100% SNAFU.
Max : You ok?
Goose : Nothin' a year in the tropics wouldn't fix.
Max : Much damage?
Nightrider : [via radio] You should see the damage, bronze. Huh? metal damage, brain damage. Heheheh. Are you listening, bronze? I am the Nightrider. I'm a fuel injected suicide machine. I am a rocker, I am a roller, I am a out-of-controller! I'm the Nightrider, baby!
[unintelligible]
Nightrider : ... and we ain't never comin' back!
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Max : I just can't get it clear in my head, Jess. He was so full of living, you know? He ran a franchise on it. Now there's nothing. And here I am trying to put sense to it, when I know there isn't any.
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[Max hands Fifi his letter of resignation]
Fifi : What's this?
Max : I'm through.
Fifi : Again?
Max : No, not again. I'm through. I'm quitting.
Fifi : Sit down.
Max : I didn't come here to dicuss it, I came here to say it. I'm through.
Fifi : Now just a minute! Alright, so the Goose bought it, but that's the way he always came in the world...
Max : -Off beat!
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Fifi : That Code you ran down a few days ago.
Max : The Nightrider?
Fifi : The Nightrider, yeah. Got a problem.
Max : What's that?
Fifi : His friends. Word is they're out to get you.
Max : Scoot jockeys?
Fifi : Yeah, nomad trash.
Max : Well, I'll add it to my threat collection.
Fifi : Good boy, Max. You're a good boy.
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Max : [to old woman] I think we've got some hoon trouble...
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Grease Rat : [Max returns to the garage to question Greast Rat about the Toecutter and his gang] Bubba Zanetti, is that? You come for the grunt? She won't be ready until this afternoon. Still having trouble with the front forks. They're mongrels to work with.
[Max pulls Grease Rat out from under the car]
Grease Rat : You asshole! What the moly fuck you think you're doing?
Max : You and me are gonna talk about the Toecutter.
Grease Rat : Never heard of him
[Max pushes Grease Rat back under the car, hitting his head]
Grease Rat : What the Christ are you?
Max : I wanna know about the tattoo.
Grease Rat : I mind my own business, don't I? I mean, they'll kill me, won't they?
[Max turns a lever and the car collapses on Grease Rat crushing him. Max turns the lever and raises the car and pulls Grease Rat out from under the car. Grease Rat coughs. Max grabs him]
Max : I'll say the names, and you say "yes" or "no". Nightrider...
[Grease Rat nods his head]
Max : Toecutter, Bubba Zanetti.
Grease Rat : Yes
Max : There's more?
Grease Rat : Johnny.
Max : Johnny the boy?
Grease Rat : Yeah. Some others.
Max : Where?
Grease Rat : Out at the beaches, looking for fuel.
Max : Are they coming back?
Grease Rat : I don't know. They gotta get their bikes. For Christ's Sake! I don't know.
