'Crocodile' Dundee II

Punk:
[about Mick breaking into Rico's mansion/fortress] What are ya chances?

Mick:
Fair.

Punk:
What are your chances of getting out of here with that jacket on?

Mick:
[throws his knife across the room into the punk's mohawk] Better than average.

Charlie:
Mick's bloody lucky you can't shoot straight, Wal.

[Aborigine speaks in Aborigine]

Charlie:
No, mate, we just hold them.

Sue:
What did he say?

Charlie:
[winking] He wants to know if we're allowed to eat these men.

Mick:
What did you do last night?

Punk:
We didn't do nothing. We was here all night.

Mick:
That's what you call cool, is it? Well, tomorrow, if someone asks you the same question, you can say: "We didn't do nothing,"... or you can say: "We went out to Long Island to help this lunatic storm a fortress!" At the very least you can come watch me get my head blown off...

Mick:
G'day, amigo.

Nugget:
I've been looking for Walter Reilly. Haven't seen him around, have you?

Denning:
You shoulda brought a gun instead of a beer, mate.

Nugget:
Nah. I don't need one. I got a Donk.

Denning:
Got a what?

Donk:
Donk.

Sue:
There's nothing wrong with the food, it's the company.

Sue:
Who do you think you are? You hold me here at gunpoint, threaten to kill people, then you act like you're some sort of rock star? You're a drug dealer. You're a grubby little parasite.

Rico:
You should watch your mouth. It is not wise to annoy me. Bob Tanner did and I had his head blown off like that...

[snaps his finger softly]

Sue:
You killed Bob?

Rico:
And if your Mick screws this up...

[snaps his finger softly]

Rico:
This Dundee likes to play games! Maybe we show him some good games when it gets light.

Walt:
You want me to lead them to Jaba Point?

Rico:
Get some sleep. Gonna be a long day tomorrow.

Mick:
[hiding and watching their campsite, he whispers] Yeah. And it' ll be a long night, too.

Sue Charlton:
Mick - be careful. This isn't a game.

Mick:
'Tis to me.

Mick:
You ready to go home now?

Sue Charlton:
I am home.

Fuji:
[speaking about 'Crocodile' Dundee] Do you know who that was?

Cato:
No.

Fuji:
Clint Eastwood.

Charlie:
If Mick want his clothes back, he can climb down there and get it his bloody self.

Ledge Suicider:
I'm about to throw myself off this building.

Mick:
You could kill yourself.

Ledge Suicider:
That's the whole idea.

Mick:
Oh, ah, right. I'll just wait till you're finished. [after several moments when the Ledge Suicider does not jump] Would you mind getting a move on? I'm on me lunch break.

Walt:
Are you really enjoying that?

Diamond:
[eating fire-roast bat] Nah - needs garlic.

Sue:
You shot Walter.

Mick:
Yeah. It was the only thing I could think of to save his life.

Mick:
Now we're all on foot. That makes us even.

Sue:
Seven to two is "even"?

Sue:
Do you know where they are?

Mick:
Yeah. About 500 yards that way, over that ridge.

Sue:
How do you know that?

Mick:
Can't you smell it?

Sue:
Their sweat?

Mick:
Wally's aftershave.

Mick:
Wanna give me some help?

Sue:
Would Bonnie say no to Clyde?

Mick:
Who?

Walt:
You know, some people say that he talks to the animals. The aborigines call him Jabba-Jahda-Ah-Der-Ahd, which means The Crocodile Who Walks Like a Man.

Rico:
[chuckles] If what you say is true, it's lucky we brought the Kryptonite.

Doris:
Tell me, Sue, what is Mick like in bed?

Sue:
[cleverly brushing off the question] I dunno, he still sleeps on the floor.

Mick:
[to suicidal ledge-walker] Just out of curiosity, why would you want to - - pssshhheeewwwww? [makes whistling sound and gestures with his arm in a diving motion]

"Are we allowed to eat these men?" In Aboriginal tongue. Charlie translated and the bad guys all went pale.