- The Mayor: Have you country boys forgotten the old school war cry? Have you forgotten the meaning of those words? Woomera, Woomera, Babalu, Boomerang, Crocodile, Kookaburra, Wombat, Orangutan, Weehoo, Wayhoo, Terramungamine, Quandong, Billabong, Gundabluey Pine, Platypus, Emu, Wallaby, Roo...
- Darryl: That new bloke, all that stuff out of his caravan, should I put it somewhere safe?
- Dr. Midland: No, I told you, Darryl, didn't I? Nothing is to be touched. He's going to become a Parisian!
- The Mayor: Let's be blunt, Arthur, you've got two dead men on our conscious. You've also got this - fear of driving, this fear of cars. Do you know, here in Paris hospital, in the Bellevue Ward, we have people who don't even know their own names. Oh, this is true. It happens in hospitals all over the country, all over the world: accident brain dementia. Sometimes they have never got a mark on their bodies. People who can't handle the suffering and the shock. People like you. Not very pleasant, is it? But, that's the world we live in. That's the world of the motor car.
- Darryl: There's just two more things. One, the doctor. Now, I get me orders from him and you get your orders from me. Right?
- Arthur Waldo: Right. Okay.
- Darryl: The other thing, is the patients. Now, most of the people here are accident victims. So, what you've got are your veggies.
- Arthur Waldo: Veggies?
- Darryl: Yeah, now these are people who've been in accidents that are so bad that their minds all get scrambled up like scrambled eggs. Right?
- Arthur Waldo: Yeah.
- Darryl: In any case, you got your full veggies. Well, I doubt if he'll let you see them. I don't think you'll have much to do with them. And then there's your half-veggies and your quarter-veggies.
- The Mayor: Now, let this be a warning, a warning to all people, who defy the laws of Paris. Okay mate.
- [has Les' car torched]
- The Mayor: Nobody can go in or out. There is no safe road. Paris, we'll survive! No one will drive until further notice.
- Arthur Waldo: I guess he was looking for a caravan, you know, caravan park. I fell asleep. It was before the accident that I woke up. I remember his face, he was - there was this sound, this terrible sound and a whole lot of lights.
- Policeman: No lights, matey. One way road. No other traffic.
- Dr. Midland: You know your brother is dead. The funeral is arranged for 11 o'clock. In the meantime, you can come up and see me in my office.
- Policeman: Welcome to Paris!
- The Mayor: As to our youth, they are idle. They are lazy. The need to work! As that American President said, eh, what was his name? Roosevelt. Roosevelt, yes. The New Deal! Build! They have got to work!
- Mulray: On my way in, I was handed an invitation to the Paris Pioneers Ball. That should be a very exciting evening. I think its a marvelous idea to make it a fancy dress ball.
- Mulray: As you know, I have two hobbies, the past, which is manifest in these lovely old country towns like Paris, and the future, which lies with our youth.
- Mulray: About the only criticism I could offer, as a newcomer, is your road. It's a real bone-shaker.
- The Mayor: The early pioneers suffered adversity and they overcame it. It was a tough life! Only the strong survived - and the weak perished.
- The Mayor: The future promises great things - for us! For *our* town! The light is at the end of the tent! But, have you the strength to travel the short distance that remains? I think most of you have.