What's doing in fvcking Sydney then? Apart from cheap, borderline hooker women

[Ash]

You talk to me, my friend. You talk to me. I got yer sci fi right here. Quantum Wolf, time-traveling werewolves.

But yours sounds good too.

But you'll steal it. Like anyone else I speak to. I guess that fillum will never be made.

[eastgermanautos]

But you'll steal it. Like anyone else I speak to. I guess that fillum will never be made.

I've stolen it already, Ash. I stole it even before you woke up this morning

[More seriously, you can protect your idea by registering it with the Writers Guild of America. Or Writers Guilde of Ye Olde England, or whatever. And whatever the truth about people ripping of your sh!t, you have to get in there. No option. Kind of like that scene in Braveheart. Yeah, they were some tough basterds out there on the heath in their kilts. But at a certain point, one of them was like, you know what, we have to go in and fight the British fvcks. We have to go in there. Tho it meant their deaths!]