Seaman John Adams: Any fool can steer a ship, sir. It's just knowing where to take it.
David Nelson: Mr. Bligh, when my spirit is gone there will be nothing but flesh remaining. I beg you, use that poor flesh to save the others.
Bligh: No, no, Mr. Nelson. We're civilised men, not savages. And as civilised men we shall die. Have no fear.
Bligh: The Royal Navy is not a humorous institution, sir, and insubordination is no laughing matter.
Christian: I am in hell! Hell, sir! Why are you being so damn reasonable now? Goddamn your blood to hell with mine, sir! Goddamn your blood.
Bligh: Mr. Christian, get a hold of yourself.
Christian: You will be quiet or I will run you through.
Seaman Matthew Quintal: Do it, Christian! Kill him.
Christian: Just shut your mouth! You shut your mouth! I will run you through and then I will kill myself after. You get him dressed now! Get him dressed.
Bligh: Do you really think you'll be able to command this rabble?
Christian: I'll do my best.
Bligh: Well I did my best, and I had the authority of the law. You're a dead man Fletcher.
