The Deep

Romer Treece:
Anyway, rum's not drinkin', it's survivin'!

David Sanders:
I'm goin' down there, and you're gonna have to blow me up too!

Romer Treece:
As you please, boy.

Adam Coffin:
Kevin sure gives me the willies. He doesn't say much.

Romer Treece:
Maybe he don't like you, Adam! He likes me!

Gail Berke:
Do you think this is it?

[Treece appears]

Romer Treece:
Well, it isn't a bloody tourist trap! What do you want?

David Sanders:
Mr. Treece?

Romer Treece:
Indeed.

David Sanders:
Ah. Well, Mr. Treece, a friend of ours was doing some diving around here about a month ago, and he found a Spanish coin, that was dated 1714, and he told us to talk to you.

Romer Treece:
Look it up in the Hamilton Library.

David Sanders:
Yeah, we did, we looked it up in the library and we talked to the librarian, and she said for us to come out here and talk to you 'cause you'd help us.

Romer Treece:
Yes, well she's a stupid woman! But she's kind you know, quite kind. She still growing a moustache?

Romer Treece:
Hey, boy, this is "Goliath" trash! What the bastard hell were you doing diving down there?

Henri Cloche:
If his tongue moves again, cut it.