Mad Max 2: The Road Warrior

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My life fades...

...the vision dims.

All that remains are memories.

I remember... a time of chaos...

...ruined dreams... this wasted land.

But most of all, I remember

the Road Warrior...

...the man we called Max.

To understand who he was, you

have to go back to another time.

...when the world was

powered by the black fuel...

...and the deserts sprouted

great cities of pipe and steel.

Gone now... swept away.

For reasons long forgotten, two

mighty warrior tribes went to war...

...and touched off a blaze

which engulfed them all.

Without fuel they were nothing.

They'd built a house of straw.

The thundering machines

spluttered and stopped.

Their leaders talked... and talked...

and talked...

...but nothing could stem the avalanche.

Their world crumbled...

...the cities exploded.

A whirlwind of looting...

...a firestorm of fear.

Men began to feed on men.

On the roads it was a

white-line nightmare.

Only those mobile enough to scavenge...

...brutal enough to

pillage would survive.

The gangs took over the highways...

...ready to wage war

for a tank of juice.

And in this maelstrom of decay...

...ordinary men were

battered and smashed.

Men like Max...

...the warrior Max.

In the roar of an engine,

he lost everything...

...and became a shell of a man...

...a burnt out, desolate man...

...a man haunted by

the demons of his past.

A man who wandered out

into the wasteland.

And it was here...

in this blighted place...

...that he learned to live again.

Don't hurt the snake!

Put it down...

...gently, gently... nice.

Now the iron.

The gun.

Down, down. Turn around.

Looks like I've got myself

some gasoline eh, eh?

V8? Eh?

Booby-trapped.

Touch those tanks and BOOM!

Booby-trap! Back up!

Oh, you crafty little man, you!

You're quick... very quick.

Never seen a man beat the snake before.

Who are you?

Reflexes... that's what you've got.

Me... l've got brains.

A fella... a quick fella...

...might have a weapon under there.

I'd have to pin his head to the panel.

Don't play me the fool!

Gas! Fuel! Gasoline!

Thousands of gallons of it!

- As much as you want!

- Where? Where?

Pumping it, they are! Refining!

- A huge tanker full.

- Crap!

No, it's true!

It's not self-service, no.

It's too hard for me...

...but a man of your ingenuity...

Where?

Kill me and you'll never find out!

Good dog...

Nice doggy, eh?

Well, there it is.

Four days I was up here.

Me and the snakes...

playing mah-jong, taking tea...

...watching, thinking...

...how was I going to

get in and get the gas?

Day and night it's pumping...

Fuel to burn.

They've got the lot: Power,

lights, you name it.

You can bet your life

they mean to keep it.

Arrows, flame-throwers, guns!

No place for man or reptile, I thought.

Then this trash arrived...

...as moths to a flame.

Round and round, attack, attack...

...like angry ants, mad

with the smell of gasoline.

In the tanker, that's

where they keep it.

Thousands of gallons.

As much as you want.

If anyone's gonna get in

there, it's gonna be you.

Er, me... l'm gonna feed the snakes.

A man lives by his word. I reckon

I've kept mine, eh?

Look, we had a deal. I show you

the gas and you let me go, right?

The arrangement was

I wouldn't kill you.

After all I've done for you...

I reckon you got a bargain, don't you?

Attack, my vermin, attack!

Onward! Bring me the fuel.

For the glory of Humungus.

For the great glory of Humungus.

Smegma crazies to the left!

The gate!

Gayboy berserkers to the gate!

I am your Lord.

Attack, my vermin, attack!

Thank you, thank you, thank you!

Save it.

I'm just here for the gasoline.

As much as you like.

Just take me back there.

Show your weapons and come forward!

Steady now!

Take it real easy!

That's as far as you go!

Turn around!

Nathan! Nathan! It's Nathan!

Lose them!

Open the gate!

Hurry up with that damned stretcher!

Hey, that's fine, that's fine.

Just stay there.

Cover him, cover him!

Come on! Quick, quick!

Oh, what a waste!

Watch his leg!

You and your handiwork!

He didn't stand a chance!

I warned him! You all heard me!

"Madness!" I said.

"We can escape;

take our gas!" he said.

Get that machine inside!

Close the damned gate!

Who are you?

How did you get through out there?

Look, I want some answers.

Where did you find him?

Two or three miles down the road

left for dead. We had a deal...

There were 3 other vehicles.

Did you see anything of them?

Yeah, they're heading hard out to

the southwest in heaps of trouble.

He said if I brought him back

here you'd give me some gas.

- Now there's not much time.

- There was a woman in the car...

She is dead.

What did they do?

It was quick. Look, I just want my

gas and I want to get out of here.

For all we know he's one of them!

Give him nothing!

She's right, he's a parasite!

Trading in human flesh!

Mercenary trash!

We had an arrangement.

You talk to this man.

Try something! Try something!

Try something!

If you had a contract, it was with him.

And it died with him.

Get rid of him!

Left!

Got to hand it to you, treasure!

The last of the V8 Interceptors!

A piece of history!

Would have been a shame to blow it up.

Here they come! Close the gates!

They're coming back!

Hold your fire!

He comes in peace!

For Christ's sake, hold your fire!

Greetings from The Humungus!

The Lord Humungus!

The Warrior of the Wasteland!

The Ayatollah of Rock and Roller!

I am gravely disappointed.

Again you have made me

unleash my dogs of war.

Look at what remains of

your gallant scouts.

Why? Because you're selfish!

You hoard your gasoline.

Don't listen to him!

Now, my prisoners say...

...you plan to take your

gasoline out of the Wasteland.

You sent them out this

morning to find a vehicle.

A rig big enough to haul

that fat tank of gas.

What a puny plan!

Look around you.

This is the Valley of Death.

See!

Nothing can escape!

The Humungus rules the Wasteland!

Give them nothing!

Blow it up!

Humungus will not be defied!

Wez! Wez!

Listen to me!

I've got it! I've got it!

Quiet! Quiet! No more games!

No more games!

We're here for a purpose.

We come with an offer.

No! No more talk!

We go in! We kill!

We'll kill them!

Be still my dog of war!

I understand your pain.

We've all lost someone we love.

But we do it my way!

Losers wait!

We do it my way!

Fear is our ally...

the gasoline will be ours.

Then, you shall have your revenge.

Take him away!

There has been too much

violence, too much pain.

None here are without sin.

But I have an honorable compromise.

Just walk away.

Give me the pump...

...the oil...

...the gasoline...

...and the whole compound,

and I'll spare your lives.

Just walk away; I will give you

safe passage in the Wasteland.

Just walk away and there will

be an end to the horror.

I await your answer.

You have one full day to decide.

We'll never walk away!

Never!

You heard what he said!

It sounds reasonable!

We don't have to die!

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