Im Going Back to Australia. I Might Never See You Again.
1970s
(partly voice-over) "Beware the creature human, for he is the Devil's pawn. Alone amongst God'southward primates, he kills for sport or lust or greed. Yea, he volition murder his brother to possess his blood brother's country. Let him not breed in great numbers, for he will make a desert of his dwelling and yours. Shun him, for he is the harbinger of decease."
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"Expiry ends a life, but it does not finish a relationship, which struggles on in the survivor'due south mind toward some resolution which it may never observe."
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(voice-over) "What tin can you say about a twenty-five-year-old girl who died? That she was beautiful and brilliant? That she loved Mozart and Bach, the Beatles, and me?"
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- "Radar!"
- "Yeah, sir."
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- "Why don't y'all get ahold of Major Burns. Tell him nosotros're gonna accept to hold a couple of surgeons over from the day shift onto the night shift."
- "I judge I better telephone call Major Burns and tell him to put another - day shift onto the night shift."
- "Become Full general Hammond down at that place in Seoul. Tell him we gotta take 2 new surgeons right away."
- "I'll put in a call into Full general Hammond in Seoul. I hope he sends u.s. those two new surgeons. We're sure gonna demand 'em."
- "What (or who) was that, sir?"
- "I gave everything to Radar."
- "What?"
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"...At present I want y'all to remember that no bounder ever won a war by dying for his country. He won it by making the other poor dumb bounder die for his land. Men, all this stuff y'all've heard almost America not wanting to fight - wanting to stay out of the war, is a lot of horse dung. Americans traditionally dearest to fight. All real Americans honey the sting of battle. When you were kids, you all admired the champion marble shooter, the fastest runner, the big league brawl players, the toughest boxers. Americans dear a winner and volition not tolerate a loser. Americans play to win all the time. I wouldn't give a hoot in hell for a homo who lost and laughed. That's why Americans have never lost and will never lose a war, because the very thought of losing is hateful to Americans. Now, an army is a squad - it lives, eats, sleeps, fights as a team. This individuality stuff is a bunch of crap. The bilious bastards who wrote that stuff nigh individuality for the Saturday Evening Mail service don't know anything more about real boxing than they do about fornicating. At present, we have the finest nutrient and equipment, the best spirit, and the all-time men in the world. You know, past God, I actually pity those poor bastards nosotros're goin' up against. By God, I do. We're not only gonna shoot the bounder, we're going to cut out their living guts and utilise them to grease the treads of our tanks. We're going to murder those lousy Hun bastards by the bushel. Now, some of you boys, I know, are wondering whether or not yous'll chicken out under fire. Don't worry about it. I can assure you that you will all do your duty. The Nazis are the enemy. Wade into them, spill their blood, shoot them in the abdomen. When you put your mitt into a bunch of goo that a moment earlier was your best friend'south face, you lot'll know what to do. At present there's another affair I desire you to remember. I don't want to become any messages proverb that we are property our position. We're not holding anything. Let the Hun exercise that. Nosotros are advancing constantly and we're not interested in holding onto anything except the enemy. We're going to agree onto him by the nose and nosotros're gonna kick him in the ass. We're gonna boot the hell out of him all the time and we're gonna go through him like crap through a goose. Now, at that place's ane thing that you men will be able to say when you become dorsum home, and yous may thank God for it. 30 years from now when you're sitting around your fireside with your grandson on your knee, and he asks you: 'What did you practice in the Great World State of war 2?', you won't take to say: 'Well, I shoveled due south--t in Louisiana.' All right now, yous sons-of-bitches, you know how I feel - and I will be proud to pb y'all wonderful guys into battle anytime, anywhere. That's all."
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(voice-over) "There was me. That is, Alex and my iii droogs. That is, Pete, Georgie and Dim. And we sat in the Korova Milkbar trying to make up our razoodocks what to practice with the evening. The Korova Milkbar sold milk-plus, milk plus vellocet or synthemesc or drencrom, which is what we were drinking. This would sharpen yous up and brand you ready for a bit of the sometime ultra-violence."
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(singing) ''Willkommen, Bienvenue, Welcome. Fremde, Etranger, Stranger. Glucklich zu sehen. Je suis enchante. Happy to meet you. Bleibe, Reste, Stay. Willkommen, Bienvenue, Welcome. lm Cabaret, Au Cabaret, To Cabaret."
- "Meine Damen und Herren, Mesdames et Messieurs, Ladies And Gentlemen. Comment sa va? Practise you feel skilful? lch bin euer Confrencier. fifty am your host."
(singing) "Und sage: Willkommen, Bienvenue, Welcome. lm Cabaret, Au Cabaret, To Cabaret."
- "Leave your troubles outside! So, life is disappointing? Forget information technology! ln here, life is cute. The girls are beautiful. Even the orchestra is cute."
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(voice-overs)
- "You westward- y'all wanna, you wanna talk near the vanishing wilderness?"
- "Lewis, heed, what are y'all then anxious nigh this?"
- "Because they're buildin' a dam beyond the Cahulawassee River; they're gonna flood a whole valley, Bobby, that's why. Dammit, they're drownin' a river; they're drownin' a river, man."
- "All right...We're talkin' to ya. All right."
- "Simply about the last wild, untamed, unpolluted, unf--ked-upwardly river in the South. Don't you lot empathise what I'grand sayin'?"
- "We understand what you're sayin'."
- "They're f--kin' the river up. There ain't gonna be no more river. There's just gonna be a large, expressionless lake. That's not progress. That'south s--t."
- "Information technology'southward a very clean mode to brand electric power. And those lakes upwards there provide a lot of people with recreation."
- "I don't give a s--t."
- "My begetter-in-law has a houseboat over on Lake Bowie...."
- "Oh, that'southward a dainty place."
- "You just push a trivial more than power, you push button a footling more than ability into Atlanta, a petty more air conditioners for your smug footling suburb, and you know what's gonna happen? Nosotros're gonna rape this whole god-damn landscape. We're gonna rape information technology."
- "Oh, Lewis, my..."
- "That'due south an extreme signal of view, Lewis."
- "It is. It is."
- "Extremist."
(sound of explosions)
- "We're gonna get out Friday from Atlanta. I'chiliad gonna have you back in your little suburban house in time to come across the football game on Sunday afternoon. I know you'll exist, you lot'll exist back in time to see the pompom girls at halftime 'cause I know that'south all y'all care about."
- "Lewis, and I wanna thank ya."
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"I believe in America. America has made my fortune. And I raised my daughter in the American fashion. I gave her freedom, but I taught her never to dishonor her family. She institute a young man, not an Italian. She went to the movies with him. She stayed out late. I didn't protest. 2 months ago, he took her for a drive, with some other boyfriend. They made her drink whiskey. So they tried to take advantage of her. She resisted. She kept her honor. So they vanquish her similar an animal. When I went to the hospital, her nose was a'cleaved, her jaw was a'shattered, held together by wire. She couldn't even weep considering of the hurting. But I wept. Why did I weep? She was the light of my life - beautiful girl. At present she will never exist beautiful once again."
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"Come on, boys! The way you're lolly-gaggin' around here with them picks and them shovels, y'all'd remember information technology was 120 degrees. It tin can't be more than 114. (laughter) Dock that chink a day's pay for nappin' on the job."
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"All correct, Curly, enough's enough. You can't eat the venetian blinds. I simply had 'em installed on Wednesday."
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- "Gentlemen, cock your pistols! Gentlemen. Aim your pistols. One! Two! Iii!"
(Narrator) - "Barry's male parent had been bred, like many other young sons of a genteel family, to the profession of the police. And at that place is no incertitude he would've made an eminent figure in his profession had he not been killed in a duel, which arose over the purchase of some horses."
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- "What'due south your proper noun once more?"
- "Chrissie."
- "Where are we goin'?"
- "Pond."
- "Slow upwards. Ho-hum downwardly some. I'm not boozer. Slow downwardly. Wait! I'm coming. I'thousand coming. I'm definitely coming. (giggles) Whoa! Agree on. Well, I-I can swim. I just can't walk or undress myself." (chuckles)
- (buoy dings) (sighs) "Come on in the water!"
- "Take information technology easy. Take it easy."
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[clip-clopping of coconut shells before and later]
"Whoa, there!"
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- "Do you think they'll come, sir?"
- "Oh, they'll come. They'll come, all right. Here, postage those and mail them."
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"There's an onetime joke: Uh, two elderly women are at a Catskill Mountain resort. And 1 of 'em says: 'Boy, the nutrient at this place is really terrible.' The other one says: 'Aye, I know. And such small portions.' Well, that's essentially how I feel about life. Total of loneliness and misery and suffering and unhappiness, and it's all over much too quickly."
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(partly vocalism-over) "Information technology is, later on all, but eight years since we began. Non a long fourth dimension. But the secrecy, the shroud of paranoid security to which we've had to adjust, have made it seem longer. This morning, at exactly v:18 am, here at ICON's Institute for Data Assay, we installed the final module on the bogus intelligence system which we phone call Proteus Iv. Today a new dimension has been added to the concept of the figurer. Today Proteus 4 volition brainstorm to think. And it volition recall with a power and a precision that will make obsolete many of the functions of the man brain. Okay, Peggy. Terminate of notes for the next meeting of the ICON executive committee."
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(ordering pizza) - "How-do-you-do ya, Tony. Two or three?"
- "Two. Two. Give me two. That'southward skillful."
(in habiliment store) - "Hey, y'all guys practice layaway?"
- "Every bit long as it don't turn into a 20-year mortgage."
- "All right, expect, put me downwards for $5 dollars for that bluish shirt in the window. Hold information technology for me."
- "Hey, wait for your receipt."
- "I trust yous."
- "Please don't. Don't trust me."
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(scrolling text) "A long time ago, in a milky way far, far away... Episode IV, A NEW Hope Information technology is a period of ceremonious war. Rebel spaceships, striking from a hidden base of operations, have won their beginning victory against the evil Galactic Empire. During the boxing, Rebel spies managed to steal secret plans to the Empire'southward ultimate weapon, the DEATH STAR, an armored space station with enough ability to destroy an unabridged planet. Pursued by the Empire'due south sinister agents, Princess Leia races home aboard her starship, custodian of the stolen plans that can save her people and restore liberty to the milky way...."
"Did y'all hear that? They close down the primary reactor. Nosotros'll exist destroyed for sure. This is madness! We're doomed! There'll be no escape for the Princess this time. What's that?"
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- "I'grand going back to Australia. I might never see you once more."
- "Don't, don't talk that way, Sandy."
- "Just it'south truthful! I've merely had the best summertime of my life, and now I have to go away. It isn't fair. (he kisses her) Danny, don't spoil information technology!"
- "It's non spoiling information technology, Sandy. Information technology's only making information technology better."
- "Danny. Is this the end?"
- "Of course non. It's but the beginning."
(voice-over) "This is the main brain, Vince Fontaine, outset your solar day with the only way. Music, music, music. Go out of bed, information technology's the kickoff day of schoolhouse. Don't exist a slob, don't become a task. Get back to course, you can pass. And to kickoff the mean solar day off squeamish and fine, I'one thousand gonna play a new erstwhile favorite of mine."
[Song: "Grease"]
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(voice-over) "In the decade of the 1930s, even the slap-up metropolis of Urban center was not spared the ravages of the earth-wide depression. In the times of fearfulness and confusion, the job of informing the public was the responsibility of the Daily Planet, a great metropolitan newspaper, whose reputation for clarity and truth had become a symbol of hope for the city of Metropolis."
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(narrated prologue) "Long ago, the dandy Frith made the world. He fabricated all the stars, and the world lived among the stars. Frith fabricated all the animals and the birds, and at first, made them still. Now, among the animals was El-Ahrairah, the Prince of rabbits. He had many friends, and they all ate grass together. Merely after a time, the rabbits wandered everywhere, multiplying and eating as they went. Then Frith said to El-Ahrairah, 'Prince Rabbit, if you cannot control your people, I shall find ways to control them.' But El-Ahrairah would non listen and said to Frith, 'My people are the strongest in the world.' This angered Frith, and so he determined to get the better of El-Ahrairah. He gave a present to every animate being and bird, making each ane dissimilar from the rest. When the fox came and others, similar the domestic dog and the true cat, militarist and weasel, to each of them, Frith gave a vehement desire to hunt and slay the children of El-Ahrairah. And then, El-Ahrairah knew that Frith was also clever for him, and he was frightened. He had never before seen the Black Rabbit of Decease. 'My friend,' said Frith, 'Have you lot seen El-ahrairah? For I wish to give him a gift.' 'No, I have not seen him.' Then, Frith said, 'Come out, and I will anoint you instead.' 'No, I cannot. I am busy. The fox and weasel are coming. If you want to bless me, you will have to bless my bottom.' 'Very well. Exist it so.' And El-Ahrairah'south tail grew shining white, and it flashed like a star. And his back legs grew long and powerful. And he tore across the hill faster than any creature in the world. 'All the globe volition exist your enemy, Prince with a 1000 Enemies. And whenever they take hold of you lot, they volition impale yous. But first, they must catch y'all...digger, listener, runner. Prince with the swift warren. Be cunning and full of tricks and your people volition never exist destroyed.'"
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(voice-over) "Saigon. S--t! I'm all the same but in Saigon. Every time I recollect I'm gonna wake upwardly back in the jungle. When I was domicile after my start tour, it was worse. I'd wake upwards and in that location'd be zip. I hardly said a word to my wife, until I said 'yeah' to a divorce. When I was hither, I wanted to be there. When I was in that location, all I could retrieve of was getting back into the jungle. I'm here a calendar week now. I'1000 waiting for a mission - getting softer. Every minute I stay in this room, I get weaker. And every minute Charlie squats in the bush, he gets stronger. Each time I looked around, the walls moved in a little tighter."
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"I am not a bum. I'm a jerk. I once had wealth, ability, and the love of a beautiful woman. Now I only have ii things: my friends and... uh... my thermos. Huh? My story? Okay. Information technology was never like shooting fish in a barrel for me. I was built-in a poor black child. I remember the days, sittin' on the porch with my family, singin' and dancin' down in Mississippi."
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(phonation-over) 'Chapter One: He was too romantic virtually Manhattan, as he was about everything else. He thrived on the hustle bustle of the crowds and the traffic. To him, New York meant cute women and street smart guys who seemed to know all the angles.' Ah, corny, too corny for, yous know, my taste. Let me, allow me try and make it more profound... 'Chapter One: He adored New York City. To him it was a metaphor for the disuse of contemporary culture. The same lack of individual integrity that acquired and then many people to take the easy way out was speedily turning the town of his dreams in..' No, information technology's gonna exist too preachy, I mean, you know, allow'southward face it, I wanna sell some books here. 'Affiliate One: He adored New York Urban center. Although to him information technology was a metaphor for the decay of contemporary culture. How hard it was to exist in a lodge desensitized by drugs, loud music, television, crime, garbage...' Too angry. I don't wanna be aroused. 'Chapter One. He was as tough and romantic as the city he loved. Backside his black-rimmed glasses was the coiled sexual power of a jungle cat.' Oh, I love this! 'New York was his town, and it e'er would be.'"
"'Chapter One. He adored New York Metropolis. He idolized it all out of proportion.' Uh, no, brand that: 'He-he...romanticized it all out of proportion.' Yes. 'To him, no affair what the flavor was, this was notwithstanding a town that existed in black and white and pulsated to the great tunes of George Gershwin.' Uh, no, allow me showtime this over.
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- "I'm Statler."
- "I'thou Waldorf. We're here to heckle The Muppet Film."
- "Gentlemen. That's directly alee, private screening room D."
- "Private screening?"
- "Yes, they're afraid to bear witness it in public!" (laughter)
- "Oh, look at this place. What a dump!"
- "A agglomeration of weirdos around hither. Look at 'em."
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(vocalisation-over narration) "Over ii millenniums ago, an army of Greek soldiers plant themselves isolated in the middle of the Persian Empire. One grand miles from safety. One thou miles from the bounding main. One thousand miles with enemies on all sides. Theirs was a story of a drastic forced march. Theirs was a story of courage. This too is a story of courage."
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