Ricky Baker: (Reciting a haiku he wrote) Kingi you wanker / You asshole, I hate you heap / Please die soon, in pain.
Ricky Baker: (reading wanted poster) Faulkner is cauc-asian - well, they got that wrong because you're obviously white.
Officer Andy: Oh look, he's giving a pig a piggyback ride.
Ricky Baker: I didn't choose the skuxx life, the skuxx life chose me.
Ricky Baker: (reading wanted poster) "Faulkner is cauc-asian" - well, they got that wrong because you're obviously white.
Ricky Baker: Trees. Birds. Rivers. Sky. / Running with my Uncle Hec / Living forever.
Ricky Baker: I'll never stop running! Paula: Yeah, and I'll never stop chasing you - I'm relentless, I'm like the Terminator. Ricky Baker: I'm more like the Terminator than you! Paula: I said it first, you're more like Sarah Connor, and in the first movie too, before she could do chinups.
Officer Andy: We're offering ten thousand dollars to anyone who can capture them, dead or alive. Officer Andy: Oh. Alive. They should be alive.
(Last lines) Ricky Baker: Here we go. Reckon you can handle it? Hec: What do you think? Reckon you can find that bird? Ricky Baker: Yeah, I think I know where it is. Hec: Seem to remember it was a pretty beautiful place. Ricky Baker: Yeah, majestical. Come on, let's go. Don't slow me down, old fella. Hec: You keep up with yourself, young player. Get in my way I'll have your guts for garters. Ricky Baker: I honestly don't know what "guts for garters" is, so... Hec: Those gangster talk. Ricky Baker: Yeah, we didn't choose the Skux life. Hec: The Skux life chose us. Ricky Baker: Yeah.
Ricky Baker: We'll just tell them you were looking after me. Hec: Doesn't matter what you tell them, they won't believe you. They'll think I made you do it. I'm not going back to jail, I'm better off up here. This is no place for a kid. You're gonna have to go back, Ricky. Ricky Baker: To what? Hec: To the welfare people. Ricky Baker: No! Hec: They'll look after you. Ricky Baker: No, they won't! Hec: They'll find you another home, you'll be fine. Ricky Baker: You're not listening! Nobody listens! There's no more homes, just juvy! Hec: What's juvy? Ricky Baker: Juvenile prison. They don't care about kids like me, they just keep moving us around until something happens like... Amber. Hec: Oh no, bugger then. Okay, okay. We're in about a million hectares of bush, that's big, it's big enough to hide in for a while, anyway. Ricky Baker: Good enough for me. Hec: But we're heading into winter. It's gonna be rough, no huts, no tents, real bush life. Can you handle that? Ricky Baker: I can handle it. Hec: Yeah. And if you play up, I dump you. Ricky Baker: Okay, Uncle. Hec: I'd still prefer if you don't call me Uncle. Ricky Baker: Okay, Hec. So what do we do now? Hec: We run. (They run for a few seconds, then stop out of breathe) Hec: Wait, wait wait. Maybe we don't need to run. Ricky Baker: Oh yeah, let's just fast walk.
Bella: (to Ricky) What you wanna do, you hungry? That's a silly question, isn't it? Look at you.
Ricky Baker: Uncle, you're basically a criminal now. But on the bright side, you're famous.
Hec: Me and this fat kid / We ran we ate and read books / And it was the best.
Ricky Baker: He's molestering me!
Ricky Baker: That's not very fair. Some people can't even have babies, and the ones who can, they don't even want them.
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