Picnic at Hanging Rock (1975)

Dominic Guard: Michael Fitzhubert

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• Albert Crundall : I thought the little fat one was gonna take a bath. Some of them are real lookers! Have a look at the shape of the dark one with the curls. Built like an hourglass. And have a guard the last one, the blonde. Oh, she'd have a decent pair of legs- all the way up to her bum.

  Michael Fitzhubert : I'd rather you didn't say crude things like that, Albert.

  Albert Crundall : I say the crude things; you just think them.

• Sgt. Bumpher : Why didn't you tell us you followed the four girls.

  Michael Fitzhubert : Because... I didn't exactly follow them. I just jumped across the creek and walked towards the rock a little way. I was curious. In England young ladies like that wouldn't be allowed to go walking in the forest. Not alone anyway. They were gone by the time I got out of the creek, so I turned back.

• Michael Fitzhubert : I wake up every night in a cold sweat just wondering if they're still alive.

  Albert Crundall : Yeah, well the way I look at it is this: if the bloody cop, and the bloody Abo tracker, and the bloody dog can't find them, well no one bloody can.

• Albert Crundall : We'll have to be going soon. It'll be dark before we get back.

  Michael Fitzhubert : I'm staying here.

  Albert Crundall : You're what?

  Michael Fitzhubert : I'm staying here.

  Albert Crundall : Here? on the rock?

  Michael Fitzhubert : Yes.

• Michael Fitzhubert : Miranda! Miranda! Miranda! Help me!

• Michael Fitzhubert : [Repeated line]  I think I'll just - eh - stretch my legs a bit.

• Albert Crundall : As far as I'm concerned, that's the stone end of it.

  Michael Fitzhubert : Well, that's not the end of it as far as I'm concerned. They may be out there - dying of thirst on - on that infernal rock and - you and I sitting here drinking cold and bloody beer!

  Albert Crundall : That's were you and me's different. If you want my advice, the sooner you forget the whole thing, the better.

  Michael Fitzhubert : But I can't forget it! And I never will.

• Michael Fitzhubert : Albert, I want to go back to the rock - and to look for them. Will you come with me?

  Albert Crundall : Beautiful birds them swans. A week in the bush - they'd be dead by now.

  Michael Fitzhubert : Then, I'll go alone.

• Albert Crundall : You still thinkin' about that bloody rock?

  Michael Fitzhubert : I can't help it. It comes back at night in dreams.