Nicole Kidman: Lady Sarah Ashley
Lady Sarah Ashley : Just because it is, doesn't mean it should be.
Drover : We're not really used to...
Lady Sarah Ashley : A woman? I suppose you think I should be back in Darwin, at the church fête or a lady's whatever you call it. Well I will have you know, I am as capable as any man.
Drover : Guests. We're not used to guests is what I was about to say but now that you mention it I happen to quite like the women of the outback.
Drover : What're you talkin' about?
Lady Sarah Ashley : You... you want... You want to have it *on* with me.
Drover : What? Wha- What was that?
Lady Sarah Ashley : Oh, you know *exactly what I'm saying. Just like you have it on with that poor girl that you're exploiting, an-and God knows how many others!
Drover : What are you *talking* about? You got a filthy mind, lady.
Lady Sarah Ashley : You're an animal!
Drover : I wouldn't have it on with *you,* if you were the only tart left in Australia!
Drover : Now where the *hell* are all the bloody stockmen, eh?
Lady Sarah Ashley : That's what I need to speak to you about.
Drover : Where's Fletcher?
Lady Sarah Ashley : We disagreed, and I dismissed him.
Drover : [Dumbfounded] ... *Dismissed?*
Lady Sarah Ashley : Yes.
Drover : Wait, wait a minute, hold on. What about the cattle?
Lady Sarah Ashley : Well, as he was leaving, he *deliberately* let the cows out of the, uh... I don't know, whatever you call it, and they *ran off.*
Drover : [Storms off] Damn! Do you realize, woman, what you've done?
Lady Sarah Ashley : Mr. Drover, do not take that tone with me *thank you, very much!*
Drover : [Stomps back to her] Don't take that tone with ya, huh?
Lady Sarah Ashley : [Firmly] No.
Drover : I'm askin' ya, woman, do you know what you've *done?* I won't get another drove this late in the season, alright? You've cost me my *living!*
Lady Sarah Ashley : Can't you just round them up?
Drover : Round 'em up, huh? Oh, round 'em up, yeah. Huh? Round 'em up!
Lady Sarah Ashley : Yes! You just... go *get them!*
Drover : Fifteen-hundred head o' cattle, scattered over a million acres with just me, and my two men. That's a *great* idea! Stupid cow...