- David Sanders: I'm goin' down there, and you're gonna have to blow me up too!
- Romer Treece: As you please, boy.
- Gail Berke: Actually, David, It's my foot. Damn thing bit off my entire foot. Look, it's just a bloody stump.
- Adam Coffin: Kevin sure gives me the willies. He doesn't say much.
- Romer Treece: Maybe he don't like you, Adam! He likes me!
- Gail Berke: Do you think this is it?
- [Treece appears]
- Romer Treece: Well, it isn't a bloody tourist trap! What do you want?
- David Sanders: Mr. Treece?
- Romer Treece: Indeed.
- David Sanders: Ah. Well, Mr. Treece, a friend of ours was doing some diving around here about a month ago, and he found a Spanish coin, that was dated 1714, and he told us to talk to you.
- Romer Treece: Look it up in the Hamilton Library.
- David Sanders: Yeah, we did, we looked it up in the library and we talked to the librarian, and she said for us to come out here and talk to you 'cause you'd help us.
- Romer Treece: Yes, well she's a stupid woman! But she's kind you know, quite kind. She still growing a moustache?
- Romer Treece: Hey, boy, this is "Goliath" trash! What the bastard hell were you doing diving down there?
- Gail Berke: The Duchess of Parma was her title. Elisabeth Farnese was her real name.
- Romer Treece: Come on girl. Get on with it.
- Gail Berke: Well, it seems that in 1714, when King Philip's first wife had just died, he developed a royal lust for the beautiful Duchess of Parma. Well, she finally agreed to marry him, by proxy; but, he wasn't there yet. Because Elizabeth wasn't the kind of woman to give away something for nothing - like her virginity. And before he could touch that, she insisted that he deck her up with a set of jewels. Quote, unique in all the world, unquote. Now, Philip commissioned those jewels to be made.
- David Sanders: Beautiful. Just beautiful!
- Gail Berke: Yes, she's a pretty smart lady. You know, I've known him for three years and all he's ever given me is a sweater and a pair of sneakers.
- [David looks embarrassed]
- Romer Treece: Well, he isn't the King of Spain, is he, girl?
- David Sanders: Honey, what happened?
- Gail Berke: I don't know! I never felt that way in my entire life! I was so helpless!...
- [wailing]
- Gail Berke: David! They... They painted me! Oh! Oh!
- Gail Berke: I almost drowned.
- David Sanders: *I* almost drowned!
- Gail Berke: You know, we might as well be married for all the concern I get around here.
- Romer Treece: Is this one your legendary ampoules?
- Adam Coffin: This is the real thing, alright. The old girl's finally lost her virginity.
- Gail Berke: Mr. Treece, which one of us turns this thing over to the government?
- Romer Treece: Well, now, Miss - I'm going to have to think on that. You see, I was never one much to bother with formalities.
- David Sanders: Morophine's not exactly a formality. That's half-way to heroin.
- Romer Treece: Half-way to hell. I know all about that.
- Gail Berke: You haven't answered my question, Mr. Treece.
- David Sanders: I'll answer the question, babe. I'm turning this over to the government.
- Romer Treece: I'm all the government you need, boy!
- Gail Berke: Look, I didn't come here for you. I came here for us! So, would you *please* think about it.
- David Sanders: I always think about us.
- [leaves]
- Romer Treece: I'm sorry you had such a long walk, Adam; because, you're not going tonight.
- Adam Coffin: The hell I'm not! That's my ship out there. Those are my mates.
- Romer Treece: Your ship's dead. So are your mates. So were you too when I found you washed up on the beach. And there's never a bringin' any of us back again, is there? You just go on home now. Good night!
- Romer Treece: Would you like some of that rum?
- David Sanders: Yeah.
- [pours a glass for himself and for Treece]
- David Sanders: Here you go.
- Romer Treece: No, thanks. I never drink before I dive.
- Romer Treece: You know what they say about these waters: if the Jamaican pirates don't get you, it'll be the cold embrace of the sea. And that's no lover's kiss.
- Romer Treece: The ocean's not a jewelry store. You don't get no receipts! You've got to prove that that's authentic!
- Romer Treece: Somebody else know about this then?
- David Sanders: Last night, a bald guy came up at dinner, said he was a glass collector. He described that perfectly.
- [pause]
- David Sanders: I didn't show it to him.
- [pause]
- David Sanders: Looked like a basketball player.
- Romer Treece: You know every ship from the new world passed through these waters, they had to. Kangxi porcelain from China. Japanese silk screens. Those ivory do-dads from India. And all that Inca gold that Pizarro took out of Peru. Do you believe all that, boy?
- David Sanders: Yeah, I believe all of it. Every bit of it. So do you.