You should never sting an Australian.

Kill him or let him alone.

Better yet, make friends with him or surrender; but, above all, do nothing by halves.

They're a race of whole-hoggers, equally ready to force their only shirt on you or fight you to a finish.
So Jeremy finished the business at the window.

He took a neck in each hand and cracked their skulls together until the whack-whack-whack of it was like the exhaust of a Ford with loose piston rings; and when they fell from his grip, unconscious, he came to my rescue.