Mike Rogo: Linda, Linda honey, you all right?
Mrs. Linda Rogo: Hi... where the hell have you been?
Mike Rogo: Where do you think? Flying around on my ass.
Linda Rogo: Where the Hell have you been?
Mike Rogo: What do ya think? Flyin' around on my ass.
Reverend Frank Scott: Through the kitchens and go deeper and deeper in the ship till we reach the hull. That way.
Mike Rogo: And you just kick out the botton and we swim ashore, huh?
Linda Rogo: Or maybe you could yell 'This is the police' and it'll open right up.
Mike Rogo: Don't be a smartass.
Mike Rogo: Linda! Ya hear me?
Linda Rogo: Will you shut up! I'm busy in here.
Mr. Manny Rosen: Something must have happened to them. I tell you. Belle would have signalled.
Mike Rogo: Okay. That does it. I'm going through to find out what's happened.
Linda Rogo: Oh no you're not! You'll drown too.
Mr. Manny Rosen: Let me go, Mr Rogo. It's my wife.
Linda Rogo: Let him go, Mike.
Mike Rogo: I'm going through. All of you stay put till I get back.
Linda Rogo: Mike, please.
Mike Rogo: Take it easy, baby. I'll be back.
Mike Rogo: You better watch your language, Preacher. You sound like you come from the slum or something.
Linda Rogo: You son-of-a-bitch! Go help him.
Nurse Gina Rowe: They're suppositories Mr Rogo. You don't swallow them.
Mike Rogo: Then what the hell do you do with them?
Linda Rogo: For Christ's sake! I know what to do with suppositories. Just get them outta here.
Mike Rogo: You! Preacher! You lyin', murderin', son of a bitch! You took from me the one thing I loved in the whole world! My Linda.
Mike Rogo: That's enough outa you, Mister.
Mrs. Linda Rogo: I saw a young officer on deck the other day, and he looked damn familiar... even with his clothes on.
Mike Rogo: So... he recognized ya, so?
Mrs. Linda Rogo: So doesn't that bother you?
Mike Rogo: If it bothered me, I wouldn'ta married ya.
Mrs. Linda Rogo: Well first you arrested me six times.
Mike Rogo: Well I had to figure out some way to keep you off the streets... until you'd marry me.
Mike Rogo: This is the first trip since we got married, you know.
Linda Rogo: Yeah, and why we didn't fly I'll never know.
Ragnar: Look how he glares at me... If he wasn't fathered by the black ram in the full of the moon my name is not Ragnar.
Dutch Engstrom: They'll be waitin' for us.
Pike Bishop: I wouldn't have it any other way.
Pike Bishop: I'd like to make one good score and back off.
Dutch Engstrom: Back off to what?
