Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Yeah, but you're not alone.
Should we dig it up?
Sorry, Mick. It's just that we haven't seen each other in six weeks.
- Oh. - Nice to meet you, Wendell.
All right!
Dangerous bastards.
the Crocodile Man.
The steering wheel’s on the wrong side of the car
(INDISTINCT CHATTING AND LAUGHING)
(HUMMING)
Mick Bernard
I, uh... I did some thinking.
MICK: That's incredible.
- What's today, Wal? - Monday.
What do you think about their claims to get the land back?
Well, you know, you can live on it, but it tastes like shit.
Yep, That's What I Saw
IDA: One for your mate, you mad bugger.
Uh, no worries, mate.
Hmm.
towles
Yep. New York must be the friendliest place on earth.
and it's terrific, it's great.
For washing your backside, right? At 3800
He’ll roll you over and over and over…
Nah.
Where the hell did I leave the cab?
Your towels Señor Mick
He's got a knife
I think I'm going to throw up.
Talked?
Well, if it ain't the man who don't like
One dog, please.
It’s good shit
I'm not going to marry Richard.
You must be doing all right, eh?
lives a mighty hunter named Mick Dundee,
I was only being friendly.
Jesus Christ
I knew you were tribal
Nice joint you got here.
Now, I'm going to leave you in Mick's capable hands,
If you get into trouble, fire a couple of shots in the air.
MICK: Ah, television.
(CHUCKLES) God, that sounds corny.
That's not a knife
No Worries
Aw, thanks mate
skinning the bastard.
Where's the man from the backwoods?
Oh, I took the liberty of booking you into our hotel.
Black fellas love them.
- Flat out like a lizard drinking. - Say what?
SUE: He said you hit him.
Yeah. Um, never go outwith us,
That's why you have so many accidents over here...
Oh, Christ. It's like living with Davy Crockett.
Predicting the future!
You're right. Guess we could all use more mates.
Everything Okay?
I'm always all right when I'm with you, Dundee.
Walter Reilly, Never Never Safaris.
Could you send them through to our table, Matt?
(LAUGHING) Whoo-hoo!
It’s for washing your backside, right?
That girl, she's a guy.
Sorry.
Sure. Every time I get thrown out of the pub.
Oh!
Goin' down? Ah, yeah. Just blowing the froth off a couple.
Neville Bell. Sue Charlton.
No interviews, no pictures, nothing.
(GIGGLING)
That's a knife.
Just in time to buy another round, too, mate.
Well, I'd like to think you're getting your money's worth.
Uh... (GASPS)
Don Bennett
Great. Why Crocodile?
WALTER: Well, that's the joys of traveling.
That's what we ran while you were down under.
You frightened shit out of me.
(HONKING)
GUS: Hey, you take care, now.
how he runs this newspaper better than I do
And I will see where he was attacked and how he survived?