- Sheena: See! Even in chains, we can defeat them! Turn your minds back, my people. Remember yourselves a thousand, a thousand moons ago! Bring your bows!
- Sheena: I am not a foolish young girl, Viccasey. The Shaman taught me that brave tales do not always have happy endings. I know what guns can do. I know that you and I may not live to see another sunset.
- [Vic walks up to her and kisses her on the mouth]
- Sheena: You are an enemy!
- Vic Casey: I'm what?
- Sheena: The Shaman taught me. An enemy is one who takes without asking.
- Vic Casey: I'll ask then. May I?
- Sheena: [quietly] Yes.
- Vic Casey: [leading Fletcher as he films the King's dinner party] Follow the pigs... . watch the boobs coming into the right of your frame.
- Fletcher: Boobs? What kind of talk is that?
- Vic Casey: As in tits. Zanda, the King's sweetie with the network, remember?
- Fletcher: I see what you mean.
- Vic Casey: Yeah.
- Fletcher: Oh boy, do I see what you mean.
- Otwani: It's pretty amazing. You've been on my turf all my life, and I've never met you.
- Sheena: How have the Zambouli ever hurt you? Why do you chain me?
- Otwani: I'm your king. I can do anything I want...
- Countess Zanda: [pinches his arm] Don't even think of it!
- Otwani: I'll try not to.
- Sheena: You will be made welcome in Zukuru. The head man's locust bean cakes, they'll be your locust bean cakes. His fermented buffalo milk will be your fermented buffalo milk.
- Fletcher: [in Range Rover] Top of the news, the man says. Dan Ratherford! I'm telling you, we could get killed doing this. I'm talking about bullets through the head. Let's just turn around and go back, huh?
- Vic Casey: All right, Fletch, you're absolutely right, we'll go. First plane in the morning, I promise.
- Fletcher: Sheesh.
- Vic Casey: I just wanna interview that Zambuli woman they've got locked in jail first.
- Fletcher: Oh, great, not only is he suicidal, he's crazy. Uh, they're not gonna let us just walk up in there, you know.
- Vic Casey: I have a pass.
- Fletcher: A what? Lemme see it.
- [Vic hands him a slip of paper]
- Fletcher: [as Vic quickly pulls the slip of paper away before he can get a glimpse of it:] Hey!
- Vic Casey: Nah, nah, nah, nah.
- Sheena: [amid the ruins of Zakuru, tearfully:] How can fire burn so hot? How can even stone pots be made into ashes?
- Vic Casey: Gas, probably. Gasoline.
- Sheena: You spoke of that before. The water the wagons drink.
- [Vic nods]
- Sheena: [pics up Zambuli bow] You are wrong, Viccasey. Warning is not the only way to save people's lives!
- Vic Casey: What else can we do?
- Sheena: Stop Otwani! Come!
- Sheena: [nude in pool] Why don't you come in and wash? You're as dirty as a warthog!
- Vic Casey: No, I - I don't think so.
- Sheena: Water frightens you?
- Vic Casey: Well, no, not exactly.
- Sheena: [wades over towards him] Come in, Viccasey. The water's cold...
- [splashes him]
- Vic Casey: Oh! Oh!
- Sheena: ...It's so good for you.
- [referring to his formal attire:]
- Sheena: Remove those strange skins you wear.
- [as he takes off his tie:]
- Sheena: From what animal did they come?
- Vic Casey: The wild silk moth. It roams in Bloomingdales.
- [unbuttons shirt]
- Sheena: [pulls in her breath at the sight of his hairy chest] Fur! You have further!
- Vic Casey: I have *what?*
- Sheena: The Zambuli men do not have fur on their bodies. This cannot be.
- Vic Casey: [driven nuts by the sight of her nakedness] Would you go back in the water, please?
- Sheena: Why?