Against All Flags

Captain Moisson:
I deeply regret the necessity for this flogging.

Brian Hawke:
Thank you, sir. I don't think the flogger needed to have carried it out with such gusto.

Captain Moisson:
You requested the customary lashing.

Brian Hawke:
I know, sir. Of course, you could have done me the favor of denying it. I swear he took a particular pleasure in having an officer under his cat.

Captain Moisson:
Should you fail, you'll look back on flogger Flower's lashing as a pleasant afternoon's pastime.

Brian Hawke:
If only I had as much of the game as you give me the name.

Lord Portland:
Brave men are not forgotten.

Brian Hawke:
Thank you, but sometimes they don't live long enough to be remembered.

Capt. Roc Brasiliano:
[to Hawke] I don't like the cut of your sail.

Capt. Roc Brasiliano:
Belike you'll tell the truth now. [He throws razor on his left] You best speak the truth or the carrion will feed on your guts before the sun sets.

Swaine:
[Frightened] I took no bounty. [Roc throws a knife on his right side]

Capt. Roc Brasiliano:
[Holding a third blade] Now place the truth on your tongue, or I will place this knife between the other two.

Prudence 'Spitfire' Stevens:
I kiss when I feel like it, Hawke, and see that you remember that!

Prudence 'Spitfire' Stevens:
You'rea regular rooster, aren't you?

Brian Hawke:
And why not, Madam? You seem to be a high-spirited chick yourself.

Capt. Roc Brasiliano:
[Threatening] I'm giving you fair warning, Hawke!

Brian Hawke:
[Unconcerned] That's very generous of you, Captain. I'll give it the fair attention it deserves.

Crop-ear Collins:
[to Hawke about his new, beautiful wife] Now that I got her, what does I do with her?

Prudence 'Spitfire' Stevens:
My father taught me howt o defend myself against rough men, but he told me he could only warn me about gentlemen.

Brian Hawke:
[to Spitfire] Well, Lass, in a minute it'll be Genoa or the devil with us.