John Wayne credited as playing...
Capt. Tom Wilder
- Capt. Tom Wilder: [spoken through voice tube to engine room] If you want a last look at home, you'd better take it now.
- Tack: [heavy with sorrow] I looked.
- Cathy Grainger: You better go before I start making a fool of myself.
- Capt. Tom Wilder: Over what?
- Cathy Grainger: Over you.
- Capt. Tom Wilder: Now, wait a minute. You're a nice kid and so far I've managed to keep my hands off of you. But don't press your luck.
- Capt. Tom Wilder: That's a laugh, hey, Baby? Escape, my aching fantail. They think I'm nuts because I talk to you. I'm not sap enough to fall for that.
- Susu: My thinky Captain sailorman need cutty hair. My cutty, all 'ight?
- Capt. Tom Wilder: My thinky Captain sailing man want bathy. All 'ight?
- Susu: Can do.
- Capt. Tom Wilder: Don't kid yourself about me.
- Cathy Grainger: I won't.
- Capt. Tom Wilder: I hate the Reds because they closed a lot of Chinese ports where I have dames. Chinese, Eurasian, and White Russian. We ever get back to Hong Kong, you can step back up to your world, where you belong, and I'll get back down to mine.
- Susu: Plenty big piece, you bet.
- Capt. Tom Wilder: Plenty big, you bet. Scram!
- [spanks Susu's behind as she leaves]
- Capt. Tom Wilder: Oh, Baby.
- Cathy Grainger: Why did you kill him?
- Capt. Tom Wilder: It seemed like a good idea.
- Cathy Grainger: Do you think I'm the first woman ever touched by a soldier?
- Capt. Tom Wilder: We'll need a black gang.
- Tack: All set. Wine sack old skipper never know what go on under his feet. I train my cousins many months ago. Great black gang.
- Capt. Tom Wilder: Give it to me straight, chief. Has she got 300 miles left in her?
- Tack: Aye, Captain. She number-one ship.
- Capt. Tom Wilder: Come here, lardhead. As long as I'm breaking out of here, I'm gonna let you in on a little secret. Every hour that you kept me in a bloodbath, putting my brain through a wringer, I was talking to Baby, here. Jokes, sex, anything. That's how I beat you jerks at your own game. And by the way, comrade, Baby is a beautiful doll.
- Capt. Tom Wilder: The rudder's sluggish, the turnbuckles won't turn, the capstan's rusted, the decks are warped, she's stubby, and high in the water. God help us in a rough sea. But you know something, Baby? I kind of like her.
- Big Han: You wouldn't mind if I blew the whistle, just a little toot-toot?
- Capt. Tom Wilder: Toot away.
- Capt. Tom Wilder: Morning, Baby. And a good, good morning to you, Nursey. Will you take the wheel?
- Cathy Grainger: What's our course now?
- Capt. Tom Wilder: Just steer thataway.