![]() If they don't get me, the Night Fevers will. Capable: Who're Larry and Barry? Nux: My mates. For a while even Larry and Barry stop chewing on my windpipe. ![]() Nux: I thought I was being spared for something great. Capable: I'd say it was your manifest destiny not to. Capable: What gates? Nux: I was awaited in Valhalla. Nux: Three times the gates were open to me. Nux: Am I awaited? Immortan Joe: You will ride eternal, shiny and chrome. Return my treasures to me and I myself will carry you to the gates of Valhalla. I'll pike her in the spine, keep her breathing for you. Immortan Joe: What is your name? Nux: It's Nux. Nux: Immortan, if I can get onto the rig, there's a way inside. When I yell "fool," you drive out of here as fast as you can. Imperator Furiosa: Hey, what's your name? What do I call you? Max Rockatansky: Does it matter? Furiosa: Fine. Imperator Furiosa: How are you? The Splendid Angharad: It hurts. I mean, you could ask for more than a jacket. What will you ask for? Max: That's my jacket. Nux: He's gonna be so grateful! We could ask for anything. The Dag: He's a crazy smeg who eats schlanger!ĭialogue Nux: Immortan! Immortan Joe! Ah! He looked at me! He looked right at me! Slit: He was staring at your blood bag! Nux: He turned his head! He looked me straight in the eye! Slit: He was scanning the horizon!.The Dag: I thought you weren't insane anymore.Rictus Erectus: I had a baby brother! I had a little baby brother! And he was perfect! Perfect in every way!.The People Eater: We are down thirty thousand units of gasoline, nineteen canisters of nitro, twelve assault bikes, seven pursuit vehicles: the deficit mount and now sir, you have us stuck in a quagmire!.The Splendid Angharad: Who killed the world?.I am the scales of justice! Conductor of the choir of death! Sing, Brother Heckler! Sing, Brother Koch! Sing, Brothers! Sing! Sing!.I never thought I'd do something as shine as that!.I'm the man who grabs the sun, riding to Valhalla! I live, I die, I live again!.If I'm going to die, I'm going to die historic, on the fury road!.You will ride eternal, shiny and chrome!.It will take hold of you and you will resent its absence. Do not, my friends, become addicted to water.Once again, I salute my Imperator Furiosa, and I salute my half-life War Boys, who will ride with me eternal on the highways of Valhalla! I am your redeemer! It is by my hand you will rise from the ashes of this world! Once again, we send off my War Rig to bring back guzzolene from Gas Town, and bullets from the Bullet Farm.You wanna get through this? Do as I say.At least that way, we might be able to, together, come across some kind of redemption. But I guarantee you that a hundred and sixty days' ride that way. If you can't fix what's broken, you'll, uh. How much more can they take from me? They got my blood, now it's my car!.So I exist in this wasteland, a man reduced to a single instinct: survive. I am the one who runs from both the living and the dead, hunted by scavengers, haunted by those I could not protect. Here they come again, worming their way into the black matter of my brain. It was hard to know who was more crazy: me, or everyone else. As the world fell, each of us in our own way was broken. Once I was a cop, a road warrior searching for a righteous cause.
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