Green Fire

Catherine Knowland:
Well, there's always the chance that Prince Charming may come riding down off the mountain someday.

Catherine Knowland:
How do you feel?

Pedro, the Bartender:
Any luck, Se?or Mitchell?

Rian X. Mitchell:
Yes, all of it bad.

Pedro, the Bartender:
Perhaps you would like a drink, off the house?

Vic Leonard:
If the emeralds are as big as the mosquitos, we're in great shape.

Vic Leonard:
Blonde or brunette?

Vic Leonard:
Tell me, do you look for the mountain first, then the girl? Or the girl, then the mountain? I just thought I'd ask. You know they always seem to go together, like the chicken and the egg.

Rian X. Mitchell:
She's a blonde vision of loveliness. Yeah. She'll be waiting on the dock, just where I left her. Makes all the others look like lampshades.

Vic Leonard:
There are only two places in the world you can find emeralds, Colombia and Siberia. One of those is a closed corporation.

Rian X. Mitchell:
Hi there. You're late.

Catherine Knowland:
I'm sorry, I was trying to arrange for a red carpet and a brass band.

Rian X. Mitchell:
Look, what kind of a doctor do you call yourself? You haven't even inquired about my side.

Catherine Knowland:
Well, I assumed you'd be bright enough to stay off bumpy roads. Forgive me, how is your side?

Rian X. Mitchell:
Well, I think it's going to need a lot of attention.

Rian X. Mitchell:
You two seem to be getting along.

Vic Leonard:
Splendidly.

Catherine Knowland:
You didn't tell me how charming your partner was.

Rian X. Mitchell:
I never noticed.

Rian X. Mitchell:
Greed is stronger than fear.

Catherine Knowland:
[Following her first kiss with Rian] I take it, you must be the expert on the romantic movement in South America.

Rian X. Mitchell:
Donald tells me you're going to Bogata.

Catherine Knowland:
Only for two weeks.

Rian X. Mitchell:
To see anybody in particular?

Catherine Knowland:
Of course, a coffee broker. Age seventy-three.

Rian X. Mitchell:
Seventy-three? A wonderful time of life.

Catherine Knowland:
Now, don't tell me you were jealous?

Rian X. Mitchell:
Homocidally.

Rian X. Mitchell:
Oh Cathy, stop thinking like a woman! You're fighting a losing battle down there. Why try and hang on there when the rainbow's up here?

Catherine Knowland:
You're right, Rian. I was thinking like a woman. I was thinking of my Grandfather and how he hacked a plantation out of the wilderness. And my father who made it his life. And all that's gone into it: love and feeling and pride. Things you wouldn't know about. Things you can't buy with your emeralds!

Father Ripero:
Cathy, you cannot do this thing.

Catherine Knowland:
I'm sorry, Father, but, this is one fight I can't win by turning the other cheek.

Father Ripero:
If you destroy the mountain, you will be destroying yourself, as well.