Albert Crundall
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Albert Crundall (Character)
from Picnic at Hanging Rock (1975)

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Picnic at Hanging Rock (1975)
Albert Crundall: I thought the little fat one was gonna take a bath. Some of them are real lookers! Have a look at the shape of the dark one with the curls. Built like an hourglass. And have a guard the last one, the blonde. Oh, she'd have a decent pair of legs- all the way up to her bum.
Michael Fitzhubert: I'd rather you didn't say crude things like that, Albert.
Albert Crundall: I say the crude things; you just think them.

Michael Fitzhubert: I wake up every night in a cold sweat just wondering if they're still alive.
Albert Crundall: Yeah, well the way I look at it is this: if the bloody cop, and the bloody Abo tracker, and the bloody dog can't find them well no one bloody can.

Albert Crundall: We'll have to be going soon. It'll be dark before we get back.
Michael Fitzhubert: I'm staying here.
Albert Crundall: You're what?
Michael Fitzhubert: I'm staying here.
Albert Crundall: Here? on the rock?
Michael Fitzhubert: Yes.

Albert Crundall: Jeez, I haven't thought of that bloody place in donkey's years.

Albert Crundall: The old man hired me to look after the horses. I'm buggered if I'm gonna be likin' a bloody garden party.

Albert Crundall: As far as I'm concerned, that's the stone end of it.
Michael Fitzhubert: Well, that's not the end of it as far as I'm concerned. They may be out there - dying of thirst on - on that infernal rock and - you and I sitting here drinking cold and bloody beer!
Albert Crundall: That's were you and me's different. If you want my advice, the sooner you forget the whole thing, the better.
Michael Fitzhubert: But I can't forget it! And I never will.

Michael Fitzhubert: Albert, I want to go back to the rock - and to look for them. Will you come with me?
Albert Crundall: Beautiful birds them swans. A week in the bush - they'd be dead by now.
Michael Fitzhubert: Then, I'll go alone.

Albert Crundall: You still thinkin' about that bloody rock?
Albert Crundall: I can't help it. It comes back at night in dreams.