Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'll get us a drink.
That's not a marriage *that's* a marriage
Never been to a city.
That's not a cult...
who can dance like Fred Astaire.
Yeah, I saw that at Darkie Johnson's place years ago.
That's not a win
This giant crocodile came up,
so he let go to get a better one, and I talked him out of it.
Doesn't know, Doesn't care
(CHUCKLES) Come on, I'm serious.
Yep.
there's a subway two blocks that way.
Where can a man shoot a few crocs around here, eh?
- Nice girl. Good cook. Big... - WALTER: Mick!
Sue, when you were away,
Okay.
Not now.
Thanks.
- Good night. - Good night.
and into the first pub for a beer. (LAUGHS)
- I think you better take me to the boozer. - Boozer?
Well, you know, you can live on it, but it tastes like shit.
Friends. Welcome home, Sue.
MICK: No, I'm not putting down your black widow spider,
Don't know that one.
Well?
You okay, Mick?
I mean, there he was out there doing a quiet spot of fishing,
- Ta. - Bye.
Okay.
Just making sure
Not on me, you silly bugger, on the bushes.
No chance.
How did you know?
Well, you know, you can live on it... But it tastes like shit
Oh, sorry, Mick Dundee. I didn't catch the name.
That’s not a-nuff
Tucker?
Sounds just fine.
I really miss you, darling.
No. Back there, if you got a problem, you tell Wally.
- It was nice meeting you. - See you later.
No worries
Yeah.
But not our Mick. (CHUCKLES) No.
What do you want?
What, like shoving a blowfly up your nose?
Got it opened. Know what we found inside it?
Oh, I was just about to.
Tell him don't leave. She's not going to marry Richard.
Take care now.
Pub. You know, somewhere to get a drink.
I can see you got some friends. Follow me, please.
Well, it would make a great wrap to the story...
Put your head right down onto that.
SUE: How old are you?
How can you say that?
(ENGINE REVVING)
He runs a safari business out of somewhere called Walkabout Creek.
Anyway, he wasn't happy with the grip he had on me,
You got wind or something, Wal?
(LAUGHS) You little beauty.
No problem.
Mick.
No, uh, let me.
He's probably lost.
Give us a look. It's all right.
(BOTH LAUGHING)
Somebody stop him!
MICK: You know, I didn't mean, um...
I'm from Walkabout Creek in the Northern Territory.
(DOGS CONTINUE BARKING)
Yeah. Sure, kid. There you go.
(CHUCKLES)
Probably see you around.
(CAMERA CLICKS)
I don't know, I think...
Um, tell her I...
He okay?
If you're gonna go, take the gun with you.
I have a little place where I live all by my lonesome.
He's a nice fellow.
Are you leaving us, Mick? You going back home?
I love ya! I love ya!
(TAPPING GLASS)
I'll take you to where I camped the first night.
Women are strictly taboo at these turnouts.
Of course, not only did he bring back to me the woman that I love,
(GROANS)