Crocodile Dundee II

MAN (OVER LOUDSPEAKER): You in the dinghy! This is the police.

Put your hands on your head.

Mick?

G'day, Sarge!

I might have known it would be you.

It's these New York fish, Sarge, they won't take the bait.

Breakfast.

Get outta here! Come on, let's go.

Mick?

Breakfast. - (GASPS)

What are you doing up there? You scared me.

Just admiring the view. You want coffee?

Yeah.

- Are you thinking about home? - Yeah.

- I guess you miss it. - The bush? A bit.

I was thinking I could be sitting in the bar at Walkabout Creek right now,

gazing across at Wally and Nugget and Donk.

Or I could be here looking at you. No contest.

Actually, I was thinking about looking for a job.

You're kidding.

No. A man can't stay on holidays forever.

Well, you seem to have managed okay so far.

I would've started looking for a job last week,

only I wanted to see Doug meet his mysterious twin brother.

- Doug who? - On TV. Days of Our Lives.

Oh, Mick! We definitely have to get you a job!

Hey, Mick, my friend didn't see you throw. Could you show him? Huh?

Um...

You can go play. I've got to go to work.

Play?

- Don't forget lunch. - No worries. All right. Wait a minute.

- Where's the rabbit? - Here it is.

Yeah. Right. That's a rabbit.

You take the rabbit, put it down over there somewhere

- then get right out of the way. - Okay.

- Rocks? - Yup.

Don't miss, Mick.

- Close your eyes! - All right.

One.

Two.

Three.

Four. Okay, you can look.

Yay!

- Any good? - That was the best, Mick.

Know how come he can throw like that?

In the bushes, if you miss, you don't eat. Isn't that right, Mick?

That's right. But that's only half of it. First, you gotta find the animals.

Here. What's this?

- A snake. That's a snake trail. - Quick.

Snakes are good eating.

What's this one?

- That's a goanna, a real big lizard. - Right.

You can eat it, but it tastes like shit, right, Mick?

Yeah... Here's another one, real quick.

What's that? Don't know?

Dunlop radials, Tony's bike.

- That was a good one. - All right, practice.

- Bye, Mick. Bye. - See you later. Bye-bye.

- See you later! - Bye!

- And don't forget lunch! - That was good, right?

- G'day, Al. - Hiya, Mick.

- What'll you have? - Just a beer, mate.

- Mind if I make an announcement? - Go right ahead.

Thanks.

Mick Dundee's the name. Fairly new in town.

Looking for some kind of a job.

Any suggestions?

That's enough job hunting for one day.

- Yo, Mick, my man! - G'day, Leroy.

- So, like, you're looking for work? - Hmm. Kinda.

Well, then look no further.

- I can get you into something sweet. - Great.

Let me just grab some cigarettes, then we'll talk some business.

Okay.

Hey.

I noticed you're getting pretty tight with Leroy.

Yeah, nice fella.

Let me warn you, he's a bad dude.

He's into some pretty heavy shit.

- Leroy? Seems harmless enough. - Just so you know.

Yo, Mick, let's walk. Less ears on the street.

Okay. Back in a sec.

Okay, like... I got a little supply business going, right?

- Hey, like you will work for me. - Oh. What would I be doing?

- Delivering stuff. - Stuff?

This is just between you and me. This goes no further, right?

Right.

Stationery.

- Stationery? - Shh!

You know, pens, erasers, office supplies.

- And that's heavy shit? - No, man, it ain't.

I'm strictly legit.

But when you have a name like Leroy Brown,

people expect you to be bad.

You know, like the song.

Oh, right!

But, uh...

- I kinda like the image. (LAUGHS) - Yeah.

- You dig? - Yup. Dig.

Is that part of the job? Digging?

Man, you really are prehistoric. Hey. You want the job?

Well, I don't know, Leroy. Don't really know what I wanna do yet.

Okay. When you make up your mind, you let me know.

Okay.

In the meantime,

I gotta split.

You be cool.

Hmm?

Beast. The perfect gift for Donk.

Well, it makes a man irresistible.

Hmm.

You don't sound very convincing. I think I'll test it.

Doesn't work.

Well, it doesn't!

I'd really like to get Wally the kind of thing

you can only buy in America, you know.

Hello.

Maybe like those cushions that say, "I love New York,"

that you put in your car.

Hmm.

Hi, Sue. What are you doing?

Hi, Doris. Nothing exciting, just going through some mail.

Oh, Bob Tanner. Isn't he your ex-husband?

We still keep in touch.

Oh, Sue, he's cute! Where was I when you two broke up?

- I could have consoled him! - Well, that's gonna be difficult.

He spends most of his time in Colombia these days.

That's where the action is.

Qué será, será . Oh, speaking of action, when am I gonna meet Tarzan?

- You mean Mick? - You have another hot jungle lover?

Soon, I promise.

Sue, what's he like in bed?

I don't know. He still sleeps on the floor.

Okay, some visitors.

This must be Rico.

Hello, Rico. Nice suit.

Cómo está?

A little slimy, you know.

What the hell is this?

Shit!

Operador. - Hi. This is Señor Tanner in Room 11.

Would you get me Bogotá 6-3-7, please?

Si, Señor.

Gracias.

- Hello. Your call.

Brannigan.

Brannigan. Look, something's happened.

You gotta get me out of here. I'm not a cop. I want protection.

Okay, Tanner, you'll get it. Just calm down.

So, what have you got?

Rico was at the cocaine plant.

Oh yeah, it was him.

And there's more. He killed a guy, personally.

I took pictures of the whole thing.

Great. Did you send them off?

Yeah, but not to you.

But don't worry, I'll send you some framed copies.

Where did you send them, Bob?

Yeah, Brannigan. Sure, yeah.

I tell you, and you kiss me goodbye.

Read my lips. They shot at me!

They already killed one guy! Now come here and get me!

Yeah. Okay, okay, just stay put.

We'll be there within the hour. You'll be out on the next flight.

- Great. Good. Great. - You did a great job.

Thank you very much. Bye. Just come and get me, all right?

- Operador. - Yeah. Hi, it's me again. Yeah.

Would you get me New York City, please?

212-555-6432.

- Si, señor. Nueva York. - Thank you.

Sue, listen...

Um, yeah.

Hello. This is Mick Dundee here.

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

Um, Sue's not here either,

and you should leave a message after the beep.

Hey, great message. Listen, Sue, this is Robert.

I just... I sent you a letter. I don't want you to open it.

I don't want you to do anything with it until you hear from me, all right?

There's nobody else that I trust. This is big with a capital "B."

Bye.

- G'day, Ralph. - Yo, Mickey. How's it hangin'?

Good, mate. Anything for me?

Got something here for your lady friend.

There you go.

Hey.

What about this one?

My fellow Americans,

let me make one thing perfectly clear.