Red Hill

[first lines]

Shane Cooper:
Alice? Have you seen my gun?

Alice Cooper:
You're not taking the car?

Shane Cooper:
You might want to go into town.

Alice Cooper:
I can walk.

Shane Cooper:
You can waddle.

Alice Cooper:
Do you even know where you're going?

Shane Cooper:
No idea.

Old Bill:
[to Shane] If I'm going to be your superior, there's nothing that you can't share with me.

Shane Cooper:
We lost... we lost our last pregnancy at six months. The doctor said we should move somewhere quiet, away from the city. Try and keep her blood pressure down.

Old Bill:
[to Shane] Don't go crawling up my arse just yet, Constable. Haven't had breakfast yet.

Old Bill:
What, you shot yourself?

Shane Cooper:
No, sir.

Old Bill:
Well, who did?

Shane Cooper:
A kid. He was strung out. He pulled a concealed weapon, I pulled mine and...

Old Bill:
You couldn't pull the trigger.

Shane Cooper:
He was just a kid.

Old Bill:
It was a kid with a gun.

Shane Cooper:
That's one way of looking at it.

Old Bill:
What's the other way, Constable?

Shane Cooper:
Maybe he needed help, not a bullet.

[Old Bill scoffs]

Shane Cooper:
What, you disagree, Inspector?

Old Bill:
We'd be having a different conversation if you were dead.

Old Bill:
What's funny?

Ken:
Bit of overkill, Old Billy.

Old Bill:
Jimmy Conway was the best brumby tracker this town ever had. You'll hold your position and you'll be armed at all times, you understand?

Old Bill:
We all know what we're dealing with here. Jimmy Conway rides into this town, he'll be bringing hell with him. Shoot to kill.

Shane Cooper:
I don't wanna cause any unnecessary stress, but I just came from Gleason's property and he seems to think there's a panther roaming the area.

Old Bill:
Jesus, Cooper. This is Australia, mate, not f***ing Africa.

Shane Cooper:
We got a convicted murderer out there killing every man in this town and you're suggesting we don't call it in?

Old Bill:
Yes.

Old Bill:
[to Shane] That's a mighty fast draw for someone who's never shot a bullet.

Alice Cooper:
[to Shane] Be careful, cowboy.

[last lines]

Jimmy Conway:
We were going to have a boy.

Old Bill:
[on Jimmy] He wanted to be a hero... and for what? Bones in the f***ing dirt!

Old Bill:
You are not suggesting we host a food and wine festival, are you? Our forefathers did not sacrifice their blood, sweat and tears so that a bunch of wankers could come here and sip f***ing pinot! For those who want to destroy this town, they better deal with me first cause I am not going down without a fight!