[to a New York driver] Get on the right side of the road you pelican!
No wonder you have so many accidents around here, the steering wheels on the wrong side of the car!
[sings in the bathtub] If I give my heart to you... [pause] then I'll have none and you'll have two.
Up North in the Never-Never, where the land is harsh and bare, lives a mighty hunter named Mick Dundee who can dance like Fred Astaire.
Well, you see, Aborigines don't own the land.They belong to it. It's like their mother. See those rocks? Been standing there for 600 million years. Still be there when you and I are gone. So arguing over who owns them is like two fleas arguing over who owns the dog they live on.
It's for washing your backside, right?
[honks horn and yells to water buffalo] "Get out of the way dopey!"