Title Card: In Australia, when an Aborigine man-child reaches sixteen, he is sent out into the land. For months he must live from it. Sleep on it. Even if it means killing his fellow creatures. The Aborigines call it the walkabout. This is the story of a "walkabout."
White Boy: Well, where are we now?
The Girl: I'd love to have a proper warm bath with clean towels and eat with real plates and knives and forks and have proper sheets and records and cleaning my teeth properly and wear all my own clothes.
White Boy: The wheel's come off. Dad, my wheel's come off. The wheel's come off.
White Boy: That's the trouble with all these series. You always know the superhero is going to get away with it. That's the trouble with Batman and in The Saint. You always know he's going to 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.
The Girl: Yes.
White Boy: Are we superheroes?
The Girl: I don't know. I hope so.
White Boy: So do I.
The Girl: I don't know why you are 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.