Mad Max 2

My life fades...

the vision dims.

All that remains are memories.

I remember a time of chaos...

ruined dreams, this wasted land

But most of all, I remember the Road Warrior...

the man we called Max.

To understand who he was, you have to go back to another time...

when the world was powered by the black fuel...

and the deserts sprouted great cities of pipe and steel.

Gone now, swept away.

For reasons long forgotten, two mighty warrior tribes went to war

and touched off a blaze which engulfed them all.

Without fuel they were nothing. They'd built a house of straw.

The thundering machines sputtered and stopped.

Their leaders talked and talked and talked.

But nothing could stem the avalanche.

Their world crumbled...

the cities exploded.

A whirlwind of looting...

a firestorm of fear.

Men began to feed on men.

On the roads, it was a white-line nightmare

Only those mobile enough to scavenge

brutal enough to pillage, would survive.

The gangs took over the highways

ready to wage war for a tank of juice.

And in this maelstrom of decay

ordinary men were battered and smashed.

Men like Max.

The warrior Max.

In the roar of an engine, he lost everything...

and became a shell of a man.

A burnt-out, desolate man.

A man haunted by the demons of his past.

A man who wandered out into the wasteland.

And it was here...

in this blighted place...

that he learned to live again.

Don't hurt the snake. Put it down.

Gently, gently. Nice. Nice.

Now the iron.

The gun.

Down, down. Turn around.

Looks like I got myself some gasoline, eh?

V8?

Booby-trapped. Touch those tanks and...

Booby trap. Back up.

Oh, you crafty little man, you.

You're quick, very quick.

Never seen a man beat the snake before. Who are you?

Reflexes. Yeah. That's what you've got.

Me, I got brains.

Hey!

A fella, a quick fella

might have a weapon under there. I'd have to pin his head to the panel.

Hey. Hey, hey.

Don't play me the fool.

Gas, fuel, gasoline! Thousands of gallons of it!

- As much as you want! - Where? Where?

Twenty miles from here. Pumping it, they are. Refining!

- A huge tanker full. - Crap.

No. No, no, no, it's true! It's true.

It's not self-service, no, no. It's too hard for me.

- But a man of your ingenuity... - Where? Where? Where?

Kill me and you'll never find out.

Good dog. Nice doggy, eh?

Good doggy.

Bless you, dog.

Well, there it is.

Four days I was up here

me and the snakes, playing mahjong, taking tea

watching, thinking

how was I gonna get in and get the gas?

Day and night it's pumping.

Fuel to burn.

They've got the lot. Power, lights, you name it.

You can bet your life they mean to keep it.

Thirty of them in there.

Arrows, flamethrowers, guns.

No place for man or reptile, I thought.

Then this trash arrived

as moths to a flame.

Round and round, attack, attack...

like angry ants, mad with the smell of gasoline.

In the tanker, that's where they keep it.

Thousands of gallons. As much as you want.

If anyone's gonna get in there, it's gonna be you.

Me, I'm gonna feed the snakes.

A man lives by his word, I reckon, and I've kept mine, eh?

Look, we had a deal. I show you the gas and you let me go, right?

- The arrangement was I wouldn't kill you. - After all I've done for you...

I reckon you got a bargain, don't you?

Attack, my vermin, attack!

Onward! Bring me the fuel. For the glory of Humungus.

For the great glory of Humungus.

Smegma crazies to the left!

The gate! Gayboy berserkers to the gate!

I am your Lord.

Attack!

Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.

Save it

I'm just here for the gasoline.

Yeah. Yeah.

As much as you like.

Just take me back there.

Show your weapons and come forward!

Steady now.

Take it real easy.

That's as far as you go.

Turn around.

- Nathan! Nathan! It's Nathan! - Hurry, get the stretcher!

Lose them.

Open the gate.

Hurry up with that damned stretcher.

Nathan!

Hey, that's fine. It's fine. Just stay here.

Cover him. Cover him.

Come on, quick. Quick.

Oh, what a waste!

Watch his leg.

You and your handiwork!

He didn't stand a chance!

Oh, I warned him. You all heard me. "Madness," I said.

"We can escape, take our gas," he said. "How?" I said.

Get that machine inside. Charlie, help me...

Derek?

Get that machine inside.

Close the damned gate.

Mind your backs, mind your backs. Coming through.

All right, give him room, give him room.

Who are you?

How did you get through out there?

Look, I want some answers. Where did you find him?

Two or three miles down the road, left for dead. We had a deal.

There were three other vehicles. Did you see anything of them?

They're heading to the southwest in heaps of trouble.

Look, he said if I brought him back, you'd give me some gas.

- Now, there's not much time. - There was a woman in the car.

She's dead.

What did they do?

It was quick. I just want my gas, I wanna get out of here.

For all we know, he's one of them. Give him nothing.

She's right, he's a parasite.

Trading in human flesh. Mercenary trash.

- We had an arrangement. - What do you mean, an arrangement?

You talk to this man.

No, no. Try something. Try something.

If you had a contract, it was with him.

And it died with him.

- Get rid of him. - Move it.

Left!

Left.

Gotta hand it to you, treasure. The last of the V8 Interceptors.

A piece of history.

Would have been a shame to blow it up.

Let him go!

It's all right, mate.

Here they come! Close the gates! They're coming back!

Hold your fire! He comes in peace!

For Christ's sake, hold your fire!

Greetings from the Humungus!

The Lord Humungus!

The Warrior of the Wasteland!

The Ayatollah of Rock 'n' Roll-ah!

I am gravely disappointed.

Again you have made me unleash my dogs of war.

- Look at what remains... - Help!

- of your gallant scouts. - Kill him now...

- Why? Because you're selfish. - while you've got the chance.

You hoard your gasoline.

- You will not listen to reason. - Don't listen to him!

Now, my prisoners say

you plan to take your gasoline out of the wasteland.

You sent them out this morning to find a vehicle.

A rig big enough to haul that fat tank of gas.

What a puny plan.

Look around you.

This is the Valley of Death.

See!

Nothing can escape! The Humungus rules the wasteland!

Give them nothing. Blow it up. Give them...

Humungus will not be defied.

Wez. Wez.

Listen to me!

I got it. I got it.

Good one.

Quiet. Quiet. No more games.

No more games!

We are here for a purpose.

We've come with an offer.

No. No more talk.

We go in. We kill.

We'll kill them!

We'll kill them! Kill them. Kill them!

Do you see him?

Kill! Kill!

Be still, my dog of war.

I understand your pain.

We all lost someone we love. But we do it my way.