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Elliott Marston: Ah ha. Legendary Sharps.
Matthew Quigley: You know your weapons. It's a lever-action, breech loader. Usual barrel length's thirty inches. This one has an extra four. It's converted to use a special forty-five caliber, hundred and ten grain metal cartridge, with a five-hundred forty grain paper patch bullet. It's fitted with double set triggers, and a Vernier sight. It's marked up to twelve-hundred yards. This one shoots a mite further.
Elliott Marston: An experimental weapon with experimental ammunition.
Matthew Quigley: You could call it that.
Elliott Marston: Let's experiment.
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Crazy Cora: Anyone who believes in magic is crazy.
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[Quigley approaches Hobb, who he's just shot through the spine]
Hobb: My back's broke...
Matthew Quigley: You're gut shot, Hobb. Ain't nothin' I can do for you.
Hobb: Kill me...
Matthew Quigley: Where's Marston's station, from here? How far's the nearest town?
Hobb: Why should I tell you?
Matthew Quigley: 'Cause if you don't, I'll let you live. Y'know, I'm new here, so I'm kinda curious. D'you think the dingos'll get you first, or the ants?
Hobb: Don't leave me like this, Quigley. Marston's station's two days' ride southwest. Nikitanga's only twenty miles past the billabong...
Matthew Quigley: Talk straight, goddammit, or I'll get the ants, myself.
Hobb: It's a town. A day's ride past a dry riverbed. That way. Now, finish me.
[Quigley hands Hobb a six-shooter. Hobb aims it at Quigley]
Matthew Quigley: You got one shot left in that shooter. Make the most of it.
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[Lost in the Outback]
Matthew Quigley: I don't know where we're goin', but there's no sense bein' late.
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Elliott Marston: No man knocks me out of my own house.
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Crazy Cora: I remember once my Granddaddy told me how, when you're lost in the desert, you should sleep during the day and walk at night.
Matthew Quigley: Your Granddaddy tell you that? Did he also tell you we'll die, in the the desert, without those horses?
Crazy Cora: Well, what good are horses, if we die of thirst?
Matthew Quigley: Once in a while she actually makes a little sense.
Crazy Cora: What did you say, Roy?
Matthew Quigley: Never mind.
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Crazy Cora: I don't want you to go.
Matthew Quigley: You sure look pretty in that new blue dress.
Crazy Cora: If you go after Marston, he'll kill you.
Matthew Quigley: Kid, next time she talks like that, pee all over the dress.
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Elliott Marston: [O'Flynn and Dobkin prepare Quigley for an old-fashioned duel] I seem to remember you're not too familiar with Colonel Colt's revolver, so this will be your first lesson. Don't worry. Mr Dobkin and Mr. O'Flynn will ensure that it's a fair contest.
Elliott Marston: [Marston starts walking backwards] I'll just back up a few paces... And to your left a bit, that's it... Now you're right in front of my old pistol target.
Elliott Marston: [Marston slips his coat back to reveal his holster] Some men are born in the wrong century. I think I was born on the wrong continent. Oh, by the way, you're fired
Matthew Quigley: This ain't Dodge City. And you ain't Bill Hickok.
Matthew Quigley: [Quigley shoots Dobkin, O'Flynn and Marston before they can even aim their guns, then walks up to a dying Marston] I said I never had much use for one. Never said I didn't know how to use it.
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Matthew Quigley: Lady, you're about a half a bubble off plumb, and that's fer sure and fer certain.
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Matthew Quigley: What's my name today?
Crazy Cora: Matthew Quigley, same as any other day.
Matthew Quigley: How's about you and me taking off all our clothes and go swimmin'?
[they are in the middle of a desert]
Crazy Cora: What are you crazy? There ain't no water
[Quigley looks at her and smiles]
Crazy Cora: Why *shame* on you!
Matthew Quigley: Well you ? Well, what about last night? You ...
Crazy Cora: I what?
Matthew Quigley: Oh, never mind.
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Crazy Cora: You know, if we're lost, you can tell me.
Matthew Quigley: We're lost.
Crazy Cora: I can take bad news. Just tell me straight.
Matthew Quigley: I don't know where the hell we are.
Crazy Cora: No sense takin' time to make it sound better than it is.
Matthew Quigley: I reckon we're goin' in circles.
Crazy Cora: Wire things up and I'll see right through. So, just tell me honestly. Are we lost?
Matthew Quigley: Nope. I know exactly where we are.
Crazy Cora: That's good, 'cause, frankly, I was gettin' a little worried.
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Crazy Cora: Things seem different here. They say God made Australia last, don't you know, after he got tired of making everything else the same.
Matthew Quigley: Well, I seen some pretty country, that's for certain.
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[Quigley has been beaten and left for dead in the Australian desert]
Crazy Cora: Don't worry, on a new job it's quite common for things not to go well at first.
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Major Ashley-Pitt: In our experience, Americans are uncouth misfits who should be run out of their own barbaric country.
Matthew Quigley: Well, Lieutenant...
Major Ashley-Pitt: Major.
Matthew Quigley: Major. We already run the misfits outta our country. We sent 'em back to England.
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Description
Tom Selleck gives the boldest performance of his career in this "new style, revisionist western with the panoramic scope of a movie epic" (Los Angeles Times). Fierce gunfights, forbidding landscapes, breakneck chases - all hallmarks of the classic western
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Tom Selleck plays Matthew Quigley, the cowboy hero in this traditional Western, set very untraditionally in Australia. After some macho silliness in the opening minutes, the story settles into a surprisingly evocative tale of Quigley, a sharpshooter who had come to the country to work for a land baron (Alan Rickman) and who is on the mend after a brutal attack. In the company of a woman (Laura San Giacomo) abused by that same baron, Quigley gets his strength and his shooting skills back while healing in the midst of aboriginal people as well as some stunning Australian settings. Director Simon Wincer (Phar Lap) brings a lot of integrity to this rare horse opera from contemporary Hollywood. --Tom Keogh
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