[
from the trailer]
Ned Kelly:
I've never shot a man, but if I do, so help me God, you'll be the first!
Aaron Sherritt:
Can you keep your voices down ? I've got a visitor.
Joe Byrne:
Who?
Aaron Sherritt:
Mary Hegarty.
Joe Byrne:
Mary Hegarty? Jesus, she may only be thirteen!
Aaron Sherritt:
Ah, I'm not superstitious.
Ned Kelly:
I give fair warning to all those who has reason to fear me to sell out and and do not attempt to reside in Victoria but as short a time as possible after reading this notice, neglect this and abide by the consequences, which shall be worse than the rust in the wheat in Victoria. I do not wish to give the order full force without giving timely warning. but I am a widows son outlawed and my orders must be obeyed
Ned Kelly:
So if I can beg your patience, this is my statement to the Premier of Victoria, Graham Berry, and you here are my witnesses. Joe, take out a pen and paper. We'll write ourselves a letter.
Ned Kelly:
Dear sir. Dear sir.
Premier Berry:
Dear sir. I wish to acquaint you with some of the occurrences of the present, past and the future. It will pay government to give those people who are suffering...
Ned Kelly:
justice and liberty.
Premier Berry:
justice and liberty. I seek revenge for the evil name given me and my relations. By the light that shines, this is my warning.
Ned Kelly:
My brother and sisters and mother have to put up with the brutal and cowardly conduct of a parcel of...
Premier Berry:
- big, ugly...
Ned Kelly:
- big, ugly, fat-necked...
Premier Berry:
- fat-necked...
Dan Kelly:
Wombat headed.
Ned Kelly:
Wombat headed.
Premier Berry:
- wombat headed, big-bellied...
Woman:
Magpie legged.
Ned Kelly:
Magpie legged. Thank you very much, ma'am. Joe, write that down. Magpie legged.
Premier Berry:
- narrow-hipped, splaw-footed, sons of Irish bailiffs...
Ned Kelly:
Or English landlords, better known as what? The Victorian police.
Premier Berry:
[
to the Superintendent Hare] This section here you might find less amusing, Superintendent.
Ned Kelly:
I give fair warning to all those who have reason to fear me, not to attempt to reside in Victoria. Neglect this and abide by the consequences which shall be worse than the rust in the wheat. I do not wish to give this order full force without timely warning but I am an widows son outlawed and my orders must be obeyed!
Joe Byrne:
Ah! The monkey's been shot! Poor little bugger!
Joe Byrne:
Surely there's no harm in being friendly
Ned Kelly:
I wore it seriously, my hero's sash of green and gold - proof that i'd saved a life as well.
Ned Kelly:
Such is life.
Ned Kelly:
They said i'd lost what it meant to be human, maybe never had it in the first place, but wasn't this about protecting the ones I loved? The ones who gave me food, and shelter, even the clothes on me back? And therefore wasn't it now a war?
Ned Kelly:
Wasn't this the challenge of you whole life, Superintendent Hare? A feather in your cap? You can't catch me, you don't have a hope of catching me, so you take my friends instead. Over one hundred men arrested, stuck in stinking cells without trial while their crops perish the fields. And guess what? Not one of 'em caves in and tries to claim the reward. Not one of 'em, They loved me the same and hated you all the more, didn't they? Did you really think I was gonna let 'em all rot?
Julia Cook:
Don't make me grieve for you
Ned Kelly:
I ain't dead yet!
Ned Kelly:
You must be the great orlando
The Great Orlando:
I am
Ned Kelly:
Well I am the wonderfull Ned Kelly, and this is the fabulous Joe Byrne
Joe Byrne:
What are these? These skulls?
[
picks one up]
Mrs. Scott:
I collect them.
Joe Byrne:
[
moving the jaw of the skull] Hello.
[
in the middle of the Glenrowan shootout, right before his death]
Joe Byrne:
I think I need a drink.
[
at the end of the Glenrowan shootout, right before they each commit suicide]
Dan Kelly:
I'm out of rounds. Do you have any left?
Steve Hart:
Only two.
Dan Kelly:
That's all we need, isn't it?
Steve Hart:
We never stood a chance, did we?
[
they both commit suicide]
Julia Cook:
I've been riding this horse pretty hard all day.
Mrs. Scott:
You're a beast.
Ned Kelly:
[
narrating] They say the trouble with the Irish is that they rely too much on dreams and not enough on gunpowder. Whereas the English were shy on dreams, as usual, but had plenty of the other. Now we had both.
Joe Byrne:
He said what a lucky fellow I am to be with such a beauty as you.
Aaron Sherritt:
Too lucky, if you ask me.
Ned Kelly:
I've watched gravel fade. Dust settle into crust. I've seen drips of water... turn to stone that defied gravity. I've turned blood red with cave mud. I've been a bloody rock!
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