Kevin Costner: Mariner
[speaking of dry land]
Mariner : Because I haven't seen it. And I've sailed further than most men have dreamed.
Mariner : I want the girl.
Deacon : You know, I thought you were stupid, friend. But I underestimated you. You are a total freaking retard! Ha-ha-ha...
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 hole 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.
[He ignites the flare, and holds it over the hole again]
Nord : He's bluffing! I'll kill him.
Enola : He's not bluffing, he never bluffs.
Deacon : SHUT UP!
[to the Mariner]
Deacon : 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]
Deacon : NO-O-O-O-O!
Mariner : I've seen your boat before. Haven't seen you.
Mariner : What are the markings on her back?
Helen : Some say it's the way to dry land.
Mariner : Dry land is a myth.
Helen : No, you said it yourself, that you've seen it.
Mariner : You're a fool to believe in something you've never seen.
Helen : But the things on your boat...!
Mariner : The things on my boat, what?
Helen : There are things on your boat that no one has ever seen. These shells, the music box and the reflecting glass. Well, if not from dry land, then where? Where?
Mariner : You wanna see dry land? You really wanna see it? I'll take you there.
Enola : You're not so tough, you know that? How many people have you killed? Ten? Twenty?
Mariner : You talk a lot.
Enola : I talk a lot because you don't talk at all. Now, how many?
Mariner : Including little girls?
Enola : I'm not afraid of you. I told Helen you wouldn't be so ugly if you cut your hair.
Mariner : In fact, you talk all the time. It's like a storm when you're around!
Helen : You've been there, haven't you? Dryland? You know where it is.
Mariner : Yeah, I know where it is.
Helen : And, uh, and we're going?
Mariner : You and I are. The kid we gotta pitch over the side.
Helen : What?
Mariner : My boat's tore up. I'm taking on water.
[points to water filtration]
Mariner : I'd be lucky to get half a hydro ration out of that.
Helen : You know, I said I won't drink.
Mariner : For twelve days?
Helen : [Nods]
Mariner : No. It's better that one of you dies now, then both of you die slow.
Helen : Wait, wait. We saved your life. We got you out.
Mariner : No. You got me out so you could get out. We're even.
Helen : [trying to stop Mariner from throwing Enola off the boat] She can cook. She can fish.
Mariner : So can I.
Helen : [removing necklace] Here. Take my necklace. Take my necklace.
Mariner : I got better ones below.
Helen : No, look! After what you went through back there on the atoll, I can understand why you would want to. But she's a child.
Mariner : My boat.
Mariner : This is my boat. I got it the way I like it. You take up space and you slow me down.