Walkabout Page #2
- GP
- Year:
- 1971
- 100 min
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That's the trouble
with all these series.
You always know the superhero's
gonna get away with it.
That's the trouble with Batman.
You always know he's gonna win
all the fights in the end.
That's the trouble
with all these series.
Even Bugs Bunny
wins all the time.
If we were superheroes,
we would definitely win.
Yes.
Are we superheroes?
I don't know.
I hope so.
So do I.
We're lost, aren't we?
No, of course not.
Don't. You'll ruin
your nice shoes.
What happened?
The birds ate it all.
But they couldn't
have drank all the water.
Is there any in the bottle?
No.
Why didn't you fill it up?
We should have
picked some fruit.
Which way are we going today?
I hope we find lots of sand.
I don't like climbing up
those hills much.
They make my legs ache.
I don't suppose it matters
which way we go.
We'll stay here.
Perhaps the water
will come back.
Where from?
You shouldn't walk about
in the sun.
It's bad for you.
Dad.
- I want a drink!
- Where are the others?
Quick, stop him!
He's getting away!
Uh, uh, uh, we're English!
English!
Do you understand?
This is Australia, yes?
- Where is Adelaide?
- Ask him for water!
Water! Drink!
We want water to drink.
You must understand.
Anyone can understand that.
We want a drink.
I can't make it any simpler.
Water. To drink.
Where do they keep the water?
Water!
Gape! Gape!
Who'll carry the leaves
I, said the wind
I'll carry the leaves
Look! Look!
The one set of values for "X"...
is 4-3...
equal to X-2.
Write 24, 48-
Seven fours are 28.
Eight fours are 32.
I can multiply 84 by 84.
I did it yesterday.
Divide 3,894-
This is one of my soldiers.
Twelve minus a third.
If your answer
is a decimal, what is-
Hey!
Put your shirt on.
He hasn't got his shirt on.
- He hasn't got a shirt.
- He can have mine.
...and. 0383 by. 025.
It wouldn't fit him.
Leaving Adelaide, Harry drives-
That's a soldier.
- Give him one. Don't be mean.
- No.
I expect he'd like to play.
He's never had any toys of his own.
We've got plenty.
Vito left his home at midday and cycled
towards his uncle's house 50 miles away.
After one hour,
traveling at ten miles an hour,
he stopped for a drink,
which took him-
Give me a piggyback!
Give me a piggyback!
No! No! No! No!
Watch out. He'll roast you
and eat you for dinner.
Hey, put me down!
Hey! Hey! Hey!
Hey! No!
I'm not coming down!
No! Get down! No!
Go on! It's great! Get up!
Go on! Get up! I did!
Pull! Don't just hang there.
No!
Jump! Jump!
Come on!
Grab me! Hurry!
It's my turn now!
Jump! Let me go!
Come on! Swing me!
Waldo's Motor Mart...
is on Allen Road
next to the hospital.
If you've got a good, clean,
low-mileage car you'd like to sell,
Waldo's Motor Mart will help you
turn that car into cash.
And now, back to "Night Beat. "
Good night.
I'll be all right
in the morning.
It got a bit sore from-
Oh, dear.
All right, let's go now.
Come out now!
And bring him with you.
Nothing can
ever be created or destroyed.
Come on. It's my turn!
It's my turn now!
Every man and every woman is a star.
What do we know-
By the telescope, a faint-
I told you to keep
your clothes on.
What?
No.
I'll show you how to do karate.
There's a pool down there.
So the boy said,
"I ought to be getting home from work. "
He lived with his mother
in a house on top of the hill.
He'd never heard her say a word.
He thought she was dumb
and she was blind too.
But every evening
when he came up the hill,
he saw her sitting in the window,
and she was talking.
As soon as she heard his key
in the lock, she'd stop.
And when he got inside,
she wouldn't say a word.
So one evening he made up his mind
to hear what she was saying.
- So he put the ladder-
- No, he went round the back.
Oh, yes. he went round the back
and got the ladder.
- And he set it-
- He carried it.
Yes, he carried it round
to the front of the house...
and set it up
against the window.
You didn't explain that
she was sitting upstairs.
- I did.
- You didn't. You left it out.
- Well, anyway- - I don't know
why you're telling him all this.
He can't understand.
He doesn't know what a ladder is.
I expect we're the first
white people he's seen.
It was very, very long and heavy...
and he only just managed to get it
in position in front of the house.
Next, he climbed up the ladder
and got on the windowsill.
But he couldn't hear a word.
She was only a few feet away
behind the window.
And her blind eyes
and her mouth
was opening and shutting.
But he couldn't hear, because she
was speaking silently to herself.
So he put his ear to the glass,
but he still couldn't hear.
So he decided to come down,
but the windowsill was very narrow.
And when he turned round,
So he was stuck.
He couldn't jump down
because it was too far,
and he couldn't shout
to his mother...
because then she'd know
he'd been spying on her.
So he just sat there.
It got dark,
very much room on the sill,
his legs grew very stiff.
Sometimes people went past,
but he couldn't shout to them
because his mother would hear.
So there was a drainpipe
going down the wall,
and the boy thought, "If I make it
across and get hold of that,
I'll be able
to climb down. "
So he reached across,
but he slipped off the windowsill...
and fell down
and broke his neck.
I told you.
He doesn't understand.
Well, his mother went on sitting there
and talking to herself,
and she began to get worried
because he was late home from work,
that his dinner
would get spoiled.
- So she said- - No, she
didn't. She didn't say anything.
- She got off-
- Oh, that's right!
- and groped her way down the stairs-
- There's another aeroplane!
Do you think he understood
when I drew this house?
That doesn't look like a house.
You can't draw.
That looks like a platypus
walking in space...
or a pterodactyl
flying under the sea.
I think he might
take us to the moon.
I wish we had
a proper pencil.
Why did you say we were
the first white people he's ever seen?
I always thought you had lots of crayons
and pencils in your satchel.
Please have a look.
By the look of that,
I think he's gonna take us to Mars.
Well, we won't find it.
Once them balloons
get loose, they're away.
Perhaps.
to time, please.
They're expensive, and I
don't like to waste expensive things.
Sure. Sure.
Well, I'd better get back
to my mud pies.
Well, I'll be off then.
You all right for smokes?
- What?
- On me.
- Oh, no, no.
- Go on.
That is three packets
I have to owe you.
I'm trying to give it up.
Hey! Stop it!
Hey!
Hey, stop it!
They're so expensive.
Stop it!
Los Angeles
Los angeles
My morning is so fine
Hey, it's muddy underwater.
Especially in the
early morning sunshine
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