- The Frog - Jean-Baptiste: Gold would be your ruin, Captain. It would cost us our heads.
- Captain Thomas Bartholomew Red: It's easier to live without a head than without gold, you numbskull!
- The Frog - Jean-Baptiste: I fight for hatred of the Spanish! I fight for glory; not gold.
- Captain Thomas Bartholomew Red: Man fights for what he lacks the most!
- Padre: Confess your sins, my son, and receive forgiveness before the Almighty.
- Captain Thomas Bartholomew Red: Well, Padre. I once had a mind to eat the Frog.
- Padre: God placed the beasts upon the Earth for man's sustenance, my son. Come now; what else besides?
- Captain Thomas Bartholomew Red: Beggin' your pardon, but that's the Frog standing alongside.
- [Nods toward his French shipmate]
- Padre: Well, now. That is another matter entirely...
- Captain Linares: Why was I born a Spaniard and not an Aztec? Why, Padre, are there never answers to the questions that truly matter? Why?
- Captain Thomas Bartholomew Red: Holy poker! You son of a double-eyed whore from the reeking gutters of Rotterdam!