Wolf Creek

Mick Taylor:
I'm going to do something now they used to do in Vietnam. It's called making a head on a stick.

Mick Taylor:
See? Head on a stick!

Mick Taylor:
[pouring water] Nothing like rain water from the Top-End.

Mick Taylor:
[pointing at corpse] She was good for months... until she lost her head!

Kristy Earl:
[screaming at Taylor while she's tied-up] You loser!

Ben Mitchell:
What do you do now?

Mick Taylor:
I could tell you. But then I'd have to kill you.

[laughs]

Liz Hunter:
Why would he lie?

Kristy Earl:
Because he's a bloke.

Kristy Earl:
Someone's got a crush on you.

Ben Mitchell:
Yeah, Graham the attendant. I could tell.

Ben Mitchell:
I think it'd be cool, you get to go from place to place saying things like 'that's not a knife - this is a knife'.

Mick Taylor:
I was doing people a service really, by shooting them. There's kangaroos all over the place... like tourists.

Mick Taylor:
Where you from, mate?

Ben Mitchell:
Sydney.

Mick Taylor:
Poofter capital of Australia!

Mick Taylor:
What was it your mate said again? Oh, yeah, that's not a knife - *this* is a knife!

Liz Hunter:
[screams as she points the gun at Mick] Get away from her! [pause] NOW!

Liz Hunter:
Thanks again for helping us out.

Mick Taylor:
No worries.

Liz Hunter:
Obviously it would be great to get going as soon as possible.

Mick Taylor:
No worries.

Mick Taylor:
I always use a rubber with you c*nts... I just don't know where ya been!

[Liz has Mick at gunpoint]

Mick Taylor:
Now Lizzy... A rifle in the wrong hands can be you know, really dangerous. So, GIVE ME THE F***ING...

[Liz shoots him]

Ben Mitchell:
How much do you want for this?

Mick Taylor:
I'm not gonna charge ya, you stupid bastard. Did you hear that? "How much"! Ha ha ha!

Mick Taylor:
[he grabs a wounded Liz and holds her up; she starts screaming. Mick laughs] I got a bullet hole in me neck and I'm not whingeing, am I? No! [pause] I'm gonna have to do something, Lizzy. So as you don't try and run out on me, you know? It's... It's a little trick they used to use in the Vietnam War, you know? So they could take prisoners and they still get the same information out of 'em! But the little buggers didn't escape! [Mick shakes Liz and shouts in her ear] You with me? You with me? [pause] You see what I mean, eh?

Liz Hunter:
[groans] No! No...

Mick Taylor:
Now that! That's for F***IN' WRECKIN' ME F***IN' TRUCK, YOU B*TCH!

Kristy Earl:
[as Mick Taylor chases her by car] F*** you... [Mick drives alongside her car and gives her crazy glances] F*** YOU!

Ben Mitchell:
So, um, where do you live?

Mick Taylor:
Oh, I get around, you know... [pause] Never know where I might pop up! [chuckles]

Kristy Earl:
[Screaming hysterically] Please, don't kill me. Please! [Mick fondles with his shotgun] PLEASE! AH! [Mick casually points his gun at her] Please! Don't kill me! Please! NO! DON'T KILL ME! [Mick's gun goes off but with no bullet; Mick laughs as Kristy continues screaming]

Mick Taylor:
Well, nothing happens when the bolt's open, ya see? [Mick takes a bullet and places it in his rifle; he clicks the gun] UH-OH! [Taylor points the gun at Kristy again and fires, but she is not hit with the bullet; it just barely misses her. She continues screaming in fear and Mick laughs] THE LOOK ON YOUR F***IN' FACE!

Ben Mitchell:
[slightly drunk] Man, you must love the freedom.

Mick Taylor:
What?

Ben Mitchell:
The freedom. You know, you must love it. You know, hangin' out in nature and sh*t.

Mick Taylor:
Right...

Ben Mitchell:
You get to, like, you know, cruise around the bush. [pause] Saying cool stuff like, "that's not a knife, this is a knife!" [Mick glares at him]

Kristy Earl:
[as she's tied up and gagged] Why are you doing this? Why? [Mick ignores her] Please! If you let me go, I won't tell anyone!

Mick Taylor:
Shh, shh, shh!

Kristy Earl:
I won't! I won't!

Mick Taylor:
[Mick approaches her] Come on. Calm down! Listen to Uncle Michael... [pause] Come on... [pause] Now, as I keep tellin' ya, you know, I always use a rubber with you c*nts! I don't know where you been.

Kristy Earl:
[screaming] F*** you!

Mick Taylor:
[as he tries to touch Kristy in an attempt to rape her] Mmm... Mmmm... Mmmm...

Kristy Earl:
Get away from me! F*** you! F*** you, c*nt! [Kristy spits on Mick]

Mick Taylor:
I'm heading South.

Ben Mitchell:
South.

Mick Taylor:
Yeah, South.

Ben Mitchell:
South.

Mick Taylor:
You wanna get North?

Ben Mitchell:
Yeah.

Mick Taylor:
I'm heading South.

Ben Mitchell:
[laughs] Yeah.

Mick Taylor:
[laughs] Bit of a bugger!

Ben Mitchell:
[laughs] Yeah.

MICK TAYLOR:
now this little procedure is called making a head on a stick, cause once your spines severed right, that’s what you are, head on a stick.