Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

There's nothing we can do here.

I'm not really here, this is a recording. It's good, isn't it?

What's in the bag?

You see, the Northern Territory is wilderness.

Don't fool around.

Rico was at the cocaine plant.

Have I ever, son. Have I ever. But not on a dry throat.

That's his backyard, up there.

Who are these people?

Oh. Oh, right. I'll just wait till you're finished.

- Dundee was here, in the camp? - Yeah. He ran straight through.

- Look. Can I do up my fly now? - No.

He says that the DEA, they staked out the place.

Sue! Sue Charlton.

Listen, don't put that in the water,

It's not very big. You could walk across it in three or four days.

If he moves, kill him.

I can't do it with you watching.

Do you enjoy eating fascists? Nah. Needs garlic.

Know how come he can throw like that?

- You think they'll find us? - Should do.

Tomorrow, when we go up to my weekender,

- Can I help? - Sure, sure.

Thought you might need a hand.

What a bastard.

It's like they jumped off the face of the planet.

Tell him to just sit tight. This is getting out of hand.

How do you know that?

Fill this up with those berries. I'll be up on top of the ridge.

Just admiring the view. You want coffee?

And how is old Bessie, Gator?

Forgive me. I am Luis Rico.

I would consider it a personal favor if you'll hear my man here.

Would you ask her to give me a call, if you happen to bump into her?

Yes, very tall.

Oh, my God. It's a jumper. I'd better call the police.

He's leading those other two mongrels up to Jaba Point.

It's time we stopped playing this bushman's game his way.

they can't stay away. I mean, with my reputation...

Good luck, Mick.

And he moved like lightning, and...