Kangaroo

Dell McGuire:
He changed again and you bought it on I never be able to thank you enough, Never!

Richard Connor:
Don't worry, I'm not going to make any excuses. It was a dirty business, rotten right from the very beginning to the end. I'm not going to tell you I didn't know what I was doing but, for what it's worth, you were never a part of it. You've got to believe that. The rest of it was a masquerade but where you were concerned, it was real.

Dell McGuire:
Stop it, Dennis. Stop it.

Richard Connor:
It's the truth, I swear it. If it weren't, I wouldn't be here.

John W. Gamble:
Quite desperate for money, aren't you? Take any chance to get it.

Richard Connor:
Any.

John W. Gamble:
By a new twist of fortune, so would I. And I know the way to entice Lady Luck to smile on both of us.

Richard Connor:
Out of which side of our mouth?

John W. Gamble:
What do the gold teeth show?

John W. Gamble:
Money should only be left in the hands of those who know who to spend it.

Richard Connor:
Oh, listen to them. How can you stand it?

Dell McGuire:
[laughs] You get use to the dingos.

Richard Connor:
I don't just mean the dingos. This loneliness, this isolation. This big, awful emptiness.

Dell McGuire:
I've never felt lonely here.

Richard Connor:
Never?

Dell McGuire:
Well, you can feel lonely anywhere. It isn't the place that makes you lonely.

Richard Connor:
I don't belong here. Never will.

Dell McGuire:
Do you know where you belong?

Richard Connor:
Where there's life. Any street in London. Any boulevard in Paris.

Richard Connor:
How do I know you won't lead me into a trap?

John W. Gamble:
You don't.

Michael McGuire:
[looking over the countryside] Look. Far as I can see. All mine. The work of me luck.