Deacon: [After the deck of the Deez clears, one lone figure walks toward the bridge] Why aren't you rowing? [The Mariner removes his mask]
Nord: [Derisively laughs] It's him.
Enola: It is him! You guys are in so much trouble!
Deacon: Well, I'll be damned. It's the gentleman guppy.
Nord: You know, he's like a turd that won't flush.
Mariner: I want the girl.
Deacon: You know, I thought you were stupid, friend. But I underestimated you. You are a total freaking ****! [Derisively laughs']
Mariner: I want the girl. That's all.
Deacon: Well, what on this screwed-up earth of ours makes you think you're gonna get her? [The Mariner takes a flare from his belt, and holds it over a fume pipe leading down to the Deez's fuel hold]
Mariner: You know what this is. I drop it, you burn.
Doctor: We all burn...
Deacon: Now-now-now, let's not do anything rash here. I mean, are you sure this kid is worth it? I mean, she never does stop talking, she never shuts up!
Mariner: I noticed.
Deacon: So what is it, then? It's the map.
Mariner: She's my friend.
Deacon: Golly gee, a single tear rolls down my cheek. You're gonna die for your friend.
Mariner: If it comes to that. [Ignites the flare, and holds it over the fume pipe again]
Nord: He's bluffing! I'll kill him.
Enola: He's not bluffing, he never bluffs.
Deacon: SHUT UP! [To the Mariner] I- I- I- I- I don't think you're gonna drop that torch, my friend.
Mariner: Why not?
Deacon: Because you're not crazy. [The Mariner smiles, lifts his hand, and drops the flare down the hole] NO...!
Nord: [Derisively laughs] It's him.
Enola: It is him! You guys are in so much trouble!
Deacon: Well, I'll be damned. It's the gentleman guppy.
Nord: You know, he's like a turd that won't flush.
Mariner: I want the girl.
Deacon: You know, I thought you were stupid, friend. But I underestimated you. You are a total freaking ****! [Derisively laughs']
Mariner: I want the girl. That's all.
Deacon: Well, what on this screwed-up earth of ours makes you think you're gonna get her? [The Mariner takes a flare from his belt, and holds it over a fume pipe leading down to the Deez's fuel hold]
Mariner: You know what this is. I drop it, you burn.
Doctor: We all burn...
Deacon: Now-now-now, let's not do anything rash here. I mean, are you sure this kid is worth it? I mean, she never does stop talking, she never shuts up!
Mariner: I noticed.
Deacon: So what is it, then? It's the map.
Mariner: She's my friend.
Deacon: Golly gee, a single tear rolls down my cheek. You're gonna die for your friend.
Mariner: If it comes to that. [Ignites the flare, and holds it over the fume pipe again]
Nord: He's bluffing! I'll kill him.
Enola: He's not bluffing, he never bluffs.
Deacon: SHUT UP! [To the Mariner] I- I- I- I- I don't think you're gonna drop that torch, my friend.
Mariner: Why not?
Deacon: Because you're not crazy. [The Mariner smiles, lifts his hand, and drops the flare down the hole] NO...!
Deacon : [ After the deck of the Deez clears, one lone figure walks toward the bridge ] Why aren't you rowing? [ The Mariner removes his mask ]
Nord : [ Derisively laughs ] It's him.
Enola : It is him! You guys are in so much trouble!
Deacon : Well, I'll be damned. It's the gentleman guppy.
Nord : You know, he's like a turd that won't flush.
Mariner : I want the girl.
Deacon : You know, I thought you were stupid, friend. But I underestimated you. You are a total freaking ****! [ Derisively laughs']
Mariner : I want the girl. That's all.
Deacon : Well, what on this screwed-up earth of ours makes you think you're gonna get her? [ The Mariner takes a flare from his belt, and holds it over a fume pipe leading down to the Deez's fuel hold ]
Mariner : You know what this is. I drop it, you burn.
Doctor : We all burn...
Deacon : Now-now-now, let's not do anything rash here. I mean, are you sure this kid is worth it? I mean, she never does stop talking, she never shuts up!
Mariner : I noticed.
Deacon : So what is it, then? It's the map.
Mariner : She's my friend.
Deacon : Golly gee, a single tear rolls down my cheek. You're gonna die for your friend.
Mariner : If it comes to that. [ Ignites the flare, and holds it over the fume pipe again ]
Nord : He's bluffing! I'll kill him.
Enola : He's not bluffing, he never bluffs.
Deacon : SHUT UP! [ To the Mariner ] I- I- I- I- I don't think you're gonna drop that torch, my friend.
Mariner : Why not?
Deacon : Because you're not crazy. [ The Mariner smiles, lifts his hand, and drops the flare down the hole ] NO...!
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