- Lt. Harry Anderson: You will oblige me, madam, by walking on.
- Sovay Banks: I am not your horse, sir. And I'll not take one step more untill morning unless you care to carry me.
- Sovay Banks: What's he saying?
- Jack Vincent: We've defiled their burial grounds. Their ancestors and gods are angry and require sacrifice, something like that.
- Jack Vincent: What was it you did to earn seven years as a convict?
- Sovay Banks: I'll tell you... if we ever meet again.