Mad Max Beyond Thunderdome
Max: How long are you in for?
Pigkiller: The big one. Life.
Max: For killing a pig?
Pigkiller: I had to feed the kids. Ah, it doesn't bother me. Down here, life's two, three years.
Max: I ain't Captain Walker. I'm the guy who carries Mr. Dead in his pocket.
Max: I don't know anything about methane.
Aunty Entity: You can shovel shit can't you?
Max: I've got skills, I could trade them.
The Collector: Sorry, the brothel's full.
Max: So, what's the plan?
Pigkiller: [laughing] PLAN? There ain't no plan!
Max: [Max recognizes Jedediah] YOU!
Jedediah the Pilot: Me?
Max: You, it's your lucky day!
Jedediah the Pilot: It is?
Max: Uh huh. You've got a plane.
Jedediah the Pilot: I have?
Max: [Outside, a plane is being started] It might just save your life.
Jedediah the Pilot: It will?
Max: Uh huh.
Max: [Pig Killer's leg been impaled to the door with a spear]
[Max grabbing the door]
Max: Okay, we're going to count to three. One...
[Max rips open the door, freeing Pig Killer's impaled leg]
Pigkiller: [whimpering, in pain] What happened to two...?
Max: The first place you'll find is a sleaze-pit called Bartertown. Now if the earth doesn't swallow you up first, that place sure as hell will!
Max: Thunderdome. How do I get in there?
Aunty Entity: That's easy. Pick a fight!
Max: Who are you?
Slake: We're the waiting ones.