Patrick Foley: I thought I could never come back here unless I had the world in my pocket. It's almost like someone else's dream. All those wasted years. Trying to find out who I was.
Shawn Daley: You're Foley. Patrick Foley.
Patrick Foley: Yeah. Thanks. And you're Daley. Shawn Daley.
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[last line]
Shawn Daley: [places Magic Medicin Bag on grave] This'll keep away all the evil spirits.
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Christian Neilson: You and I had plans... our ashes into the sea... we swore to it, by God.
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Patrick Foley: You're not only a whining kid that wastes his time; you're also deaf and half blind. Sure you can hear me now. But do you listen to that water? Can you hear those birds back there? Can you hear the insects - the wind and the trees creakin' and rubbin'? You're deaf to those frogs down there and the sun pingin' off of these rocks. You're deaf to your own heartbeat and me comin' up behind you. My God, boy, there's a whole symphony goin' on here and you can't hear a thing.
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Patrick Foley: You're half dead. Together that makes one of us.
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Patrick Foley: Animals are a lot like people. You can tell a lot about 'em from what they leave behind. If you're hungry enough, you look for sign.
Shawn Daley: What's this?
Patrick Foley: That's a kangaroo sign.
Shawn Daley: Looks a lot like a large rabbit poop to me.
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Shawn Daley: [shouts] Why are you so mad at me? You wanna know my name? It's God! G - O - D, GOD!
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Patrick Foley: Afraid? Why there's nothin' to be afraid of, except a cold wind. It'll kill ya, just for standing around looking dumb.
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Patrick Foley: [shouts across creek] Like I said, what's your name? You're gonna make it, ya gotta try.
Shawn Daley: [traumatized and hysterical] My name is... my name... my name is...aahhg... my name...!
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[first lines]
Australian Customs Agent: Next please. Now what's the purpose of your visit?
Patrick Foley: Uh - passing through.
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