Sarah Hargrave: I may be young, captain, but I have spent three years in a climate of fearsome heat, with insects as big as rats and rats as big as cats! I can certainly deal with deck and down with fever.
Sylvia Hilliard: It's no time to be thinking about Lilli.
Richard: I told her I'd never hurt her.
Sylvia Hilliard: Don't feel sorry for her, Richard. She's had you all to herself. But she doesn't own you. You're not married.
Richard: We are married.
Sylvia Hilliard: But not really. A lot of made up words in the middle of the jungle doesn't count.
Richard: It does to me.
Sylvia Hilliard: Why don't you just... Follow your heart.
Richard: Lilli is my heart.