Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

What are you doing wandering around here in the scrub, Nev?

I'm on my way to a corroboree over at the Jabba.

You know, uh... Sam said to me earlier,

- (GROANS) - (GLASS SHATTERS)

Here's a go, fellas. Good on you, Mick.

- (KNIFE WHOOSHING) - (GASPING)

Thank you very much. I couldn't have done it without your help.

Now thats a bridge

You probably don't know where that is.

Well, if it isn't, I'm gonna have a hell of a job

21st Century problems

delivered, literally, out of the jaws of death

What are these shells for Barramundi is a bloody big fish

Something the matter, darling?

On his hands and knees...

Oh, yeah, Simone.

Man, I ain't from no tribe.

No. You got lens cap on.

MICK: Of course, the real danger down there is the sharks, though,

Dundee will check it out.

I thought I was a goner.

Nobody owns the land

Fine. We went from there...

I'm Mr. Dundee's business partner.

None of my business.

Eating something without having to kill it first. (CHUCKLES)

Crocodile Dundee will find out.

Thank you. Um, perhaps I should order for all of us, right?

Come. I want you to meet some people.

Oh, please, call me Walter.

(TIRES SQUEALING)

- Sorry we're late. - (KISSES)

Crocodile Dundee will find out.

WALTER: All right, Miss. All ashore.

nah, that's illegal

and lay down and die.

I'll be there tonight.

dragged him down under.

Right. Okay, thanks.

MICK: You eat that?

Oh, hell. The dogs are out.

RICHARD: Sue, don't misunderstand me, please.

Oh, yeah. No worries.

A week later, he crawls out of the bush,

- country boy shyness, Dundee. - Hi.

He had a little too much to drink.

I was just talking to the ladies and making a bit of progress.

I knew you were tribal.

That’s a sandwich!

Try the grubs and the sugar ants.

RICHARD: New York City, Mr. Dundee.

there's a sort of strange emptiness about it.

That was amazing.

(BUSHES RUSTLING)

Don't go away, love.

Sue Charlton, Newsday.

Crocodile Dundee will find out.

Mick. Have a drink.

Food. You hungry?

One for me, one for me mate.

Hey, Sue, come here, look at this!

MAN: Give me a kiss, Donk.

Paper would pay.

Just kids having fun. Are you all right?

I mean, where would someone like you stand on,

That’s not a garde This is a garden

I reckon this place saved me life.

Thank God you're home safe.

And his name...

I'll have a lash.

That's why I love it, 'cause I fit right in.

You see, um, the Aborigines don't have calendars.

Out of the way, dopey!

So, what are we drinking? Uh, two vodka martinis,