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.