- Sean Mercer: Pockets, what are you doing?
- Pockets: I'm trying to milk the goat.
- Sean Mercer: Well, that's the wrong kind of a goat - that's a ram!
- Sean Mercer: [Referring to the growing rivalry between Kurt and Chips over Brandy] So that's what's got you green around the gills this morning. The first sign of spring in the bush and the young bucks start butting heads.
- Kurt Muller: So what?
- Sean Mercer: So... I can't answer that. Just don't let it gum up the works around here.
- Kurt Muller: Oh, I won't. But I won't let the Frenchman have a free hand, either.
- Sean Mercer: Oh this is gonna be great! The Indian is knocked off, I've got a woman photographer on my hands,now you and the Frenchman break out in monkey bites and we're a month behind already!
- Kurt Muller: So?
- Sean Mercer: So don't let him have a free hand.
- Charles 'Chips' Maurey: [Observing Pockets being fawned over by Brandy] He fell off the fence.
- Kurt Muller: Yeah. You nearly lose a leg and I get a dislocated shoulder.
- Charles 'Chips' Maurey: And he gets the ice.
- Kurt Muller: C'mon I'll buy you a nice warm drink.
- Sean Mercer: [instructing Kurt and Chips before the shooting match] ... and you - what is your name, anyway?
- Charles 'Chips' Maurey: Charles Maurey...
- Sean Mercer: Sjarles Ma...?
- Charles 'Chips' Maurey: Charles Maurey!
- Sean Mercer: Never mind, Chips will do...
- Sean Mercer: [Sean and Pockets enter the house after heavy drinking so Sean has to guide Pockets] Port!
- Pockets: Port!
- Sean Mercer: Starboard!
- Pockets: Starboard!
- [Pockets picks up a bottle of booze]
- Sean Mercer: Drop it!
- Pockets: Drop it!
- [Drops bottle]
- Dallas: [Dressed as a Warusha] I don't think it's very funny. They want to shave my hair! They want to take my clothes off and there was a man in there.
- Pockets: Why, he doesn't speak any English.
- Kurt Muller: You are now a member of the Warusha Tribe.
- Sean Mercer: And they've given you name. Mother of Elephants. Mama Tembo! Well you're supposed to dance with them.
- Dallas: [Starts dancing with the Warusha Tribe]
- [first lines]
- Sean Mercer: [over two-way radio] Kurt, can you hear me?
- Kurt Muller: Go ahead, Sean.
- Sean Mercer: At about eleven o'clock... right in the middle of that herd of wildebeest - see him?
- Kurt Muller: Oh, that's a good one.
- Sean Mercer: Let's go; start out easy.
- [last lines]
- Dallas: Oh, no... go away! Go away, now! Timbo, go away, go away. Timbo! Timbo, go away! Timbo...
- [the bed collapses from the elephant's weight]
- Sean Mercer: Aawwww...
- Dallas: Go away!