Billy: We don't fix them. We kill them.
Clare: Get me to the soldiers that came by this morning.
Billy: What are you doing?
Clare: I just wanted him to stop is all.
Billy: If that one's your husband, you need another husband.
Clare: How do we get to him?
Billy: I don't want no trouble.
Clare: Please help me. You know what it's like to have white fella take everything you have, don't ya? They stole something from me, and I need to get it back.
Hawkins: It's the law, cried the thief.
Hawkins: That's just the way, isn't it? You don't want trouble but sometimes trouble wants you.
Clare: Every time something bad happens you're nowhere to be found. I'm paying you to protect me!
Billy: No you're not. I'm showing you the way. You protect yourself.
Clare: You're a bloody coward!
Billy: I'm not a coward. Those ones who see a black fella. They shoot a black fella. Bit hard for a dead man to show you the fucking way!
Jago: Mother.
Clare: Welcome to the world - full of misery from top to bottom.
