Tina Majorino: Enola
Enola : He doesn't have a name so Death can't find him!
Mariner : I want the girl.
Deacon : You know, I thought you were stupid, friend. But I underestimated you. You are a total freaking retard! Ha-ha-ha...
Mariner : I want the girl. That's all.
Deacon : Well, what on this screwed-up earth of ours makes you think you're gonna get her?
[the Mariner takes a flare from his belt, and holds it over a hole leading down to the Deez's fuel hold]
Mariner : You know what this is. I drop it, you burn.
Doctor : We all burn...
Deacon : Now-now-now, let's not do anything rash here. I mean, are you sure this kid is worth it? I mean, she never does stop talking, she never shuts up!
Mariner : I noticed.
Deacon : So what is it, then? It's the map.
Mariner : She's my friend.
Deacon : Golly gee, a single tear rolls down my cheek. You're gonna die for your friend.
Mariner : If it comes to that.
[He ignites the flare, and holds it over the hole again]
Nord : He's bluffing! I'll kill him.
Enola : He's not bluffing, he never bluffs.
Deacon : SHUT UP!
[to the Mariner]
Deacon : I-I-I-I-I don't think you're gonna drop that torch, my friend.
Mariner : Why not?
Deacon : Because you're not crazy.
[the Mariner smiles, lifts his hand, and drops the flare down the hole]
Deacon : NO-O-O-O-O!
Enola : He doesn't have a name, so death can't find him. He doesn't have a home or people to care for. He's not afraid of anything, men least of all. He's fast and strong like the big wind. He can hear 100 miles and see 100 miles underwater. He can hide in the shadow of the noon sun. He can be right behind you and you wont even know it till your dead.
Enola : [after the Mariner drops the flare and the boat is burning] Was this your big vision?
Enola : You're not so tough, you know that? How many people have you killed? Ten? Twenty?
Mariner : You talk a lot.
Enola : I talk a lot because you don't talk at all. Now, how many?
Mariner : Including little girls?
Enola : I'm not afraid of you. I told Helen you wouldn't be so ugly if you cut your hair.
Mariner : In fact, you talk all the time. It's like a storm when you're around!