"Australia. What fresh hell is this?"

"Arthur Burns is a monster. An abomination. You were right to break company with him. What happened at the Hopkins pla…"

"You have nine days, Mr. Burns."

"I've kept company with bad men all my life."

"I will civilize this land."

"I wish to present you with a proposition. I know where Arthur Burns is. It is is a godforsaken place. The blacks won'…"

"You touch my brother again, I'll kill you."

"One more crack about the Irish, Mr. Lamb, and I'll shoot you. Am I clear?"

"You know, Samuel, the thing I relished the most while I was away? Was not having to see your fucking face all the time."

"Samuel Stote: Without me and my crack shootin', you'd be fucking dingo dinner. 30 yards away, I was. And, pchoo! Blew…"