- John Smith: [Pocahontas runs off] Pocahontas!
- [he tries to run after her, John restrains him]
- John Rolfe: Let her go.
- John Smith: You may not care about her safety...
- John Rolfe: [rounding on him] Don't you dare tell me I don't care about her!
- John Smith: [realizes the truth] You love her.
- Pocahontas: [comes out of her room wearing panties and blouse] How do I look?
- John Rolfe: [looks down] Lovely... in your underwear. Didn't Mrs. Jenkins...? Mrs. Jenkins!
- John Rolfe: Well, you didn't say, "Thank you," either. Whatever happened to manners and etiquette?
- Pocahontas: Well, since you are new here I don't expect you to have them yet.
- John Rolfe: The Jenkins have been serving the Rolfe family for centuries. Careful, she's about to put on some tea.
- Mrs. Jenkins: I'll put on some tea!
- Uttamatomakkin: [saying his only words as John Rolfe and Pocahontas leave London for Virginia] Ta Ta. Pip. Pip.
- Pocahontas: [Percy is shocked when his former owner Ratcliffe is coming out and hides scared in the carriage's wheel, Ratcliffe comes out of his carriage seriously, Pocahontas is startled to see Ratcliffe] You!
- Ratcliffe: [John Rolfe holds Pocahontas's arm, Ratcliffe stops here] Well done, Rolfe, bringing back a heathen as an example. Look at her.
- [Chuckles]
- Ratcliffe: She sticks out like a sore thumb.
- John Rolfe: Pocahontas is here as an emissary of her people. A personal guest of the king.
- Ratcliffe: [He shows a proclamation to John Rolfe] The king has appointed me to lead an armada against the savages. Don't tell me you didn't know? The king wants his gold.
- [Rolfe picks up and reads the proclamation]
- Pocahontas: [She angrily stands at Ratcliffe about gold's existence] There is no gold.
- Ratcliffe: [He glares at Pocahontas] Another barbarian lie.
- [He picks up his proclamation back from John Rolfe]
- Ratcliffe: As soon as the ships are armed, I set sail to destroy the heathens and reclaim Jamestown for James.
- [He gets inside in his carriage seriously, he closes the door and the carriage trips away]
- Ratcliffe: [at John Smith] The king believed my story. Pity, I so would have preferred to see you hanged.
- Captain in Pub: You say it isn't so but I just heard mesalf from a guard what was there. The king's going to have her head. Bloody savage. Ah I bet ya old John Rolfe wishes he never laid eyes on the likes of Pocahontas.