We're here to meet a friend. Comin' on the train.
Nothin' comin' on the train except a couple of crates and a, uh, coffin!
Our friend.
Most scenes together: Max Rockatansky & Fifi McAffee (2)
We're here to meet a friend. Comin' on the train.
Nothin' comin' on the train except a couple of crates and a, uh, coffin!
Our friend.
That Code you ran down a few days ago.
The Nightrider?
The Nightrider, yeah. Got a problem.
What's that?
His friends. Word is they're out to get you.
Scoot jockeys?
Yeah, nomad trash.
Well, I'll add it to my threat collection.
Good boy, Max. You're a good boy.
We are 100% SNAFU.
You ok?
Nothin' a year in the tropics wouldn't fix.
Much damage?
You should see the damage, bronze. Huh? metal damage, brain damage. Heheheh. Are you listening, bronze? Born with a steering wheel in his hand and lead in his foot. He is the Nightrider cruising at the speed of fright! This is the Nightrider, and we ain't never coming back! I'm a fuel-injected suicide machine! I am a rocker! I am a roller! I am the out-of-controller! I am the Nightrider!
It was like slow motion. He leaves his seat and goes through the windshield, headfirst straight into the tree, right? And then bounces back through the windshield. And by the time we got to him, he was just sitting there, trying to scream with his face ripped off. [pause] What's the matter?
Not hungry anymore.
Give it here.
I'm through.
Again?
No, not again. I'm through. I'm quitting.
Sit down.
I didn't come here to discuss it, I came here to say it. I'm through.
Now just a minute! Alright, so the Goose bought it, but that's the way he always came in the world...
-Off beat!
Please. Give me my baby.
Jessie, Jessie, Jessie. You've not got a sense of humor. You've got a pretty face, though. Awful pretty. Awful pretty. I suppose you don't need a sense of humor with a pretty face. The only trouble is though, Missy, if you should... [wiping his face roughly with his hand, then whispering] ...lose the face...
Please don't hurt my baby.
...you've got NOTHING.
What do you WANT from me?
Don't change the subject.
That must be your friend over there. They didn't leave much of him (pointing to the Nightrider's coffin).
Must have cut his heart out, eh?
Yeah. That's what I meant. Poor bastard...
The Nightrider...
Remember him when you look up the night sky.
I will.
Take your hat off.
Anything you say?
Anything I say... What a wonderful philosophy you have! Take him away. (after a pause) Bubba, Johnny...(makes the sound of a candle being blown out)
Oh my God! What happened?
I don't know, man, I just got here myself!
Ahh! I hate guns!
Bronze! Gonna get you! (to Max and Goose, after they found him)
Easy. I know what I'm doing. (his last lines; to Toecutter, when fighting with Max on the road)
Hey fella, stop! What a turkey. Hey fella, you're a turkey, y'know that? (to the guy escaping from the place where his car was broken by the Toecutter's gang)
I can't stand the pain! (to the Toecutter, refusing to burn Jim 'Goose')
I don't know, man, I just got here myself. (to a driver after his accident)