We're retiring. We don't need another score. We've got enough. Now, set a course for Fiji....

Kale:

So, any idea how we actually get to Tartarus? Sinbad:
Tartarus? [chuckling] Sinbad:
Oh, no, no, no, no. People get killed in Tartarus. Kale:
So where are we going? Sinbad:
[lays down a map of Fiji]
Fiji! Kale:
Fiji? This time of year? Sinbad:
Think of the beaches. Kale:
Oh, beautiful, if you like mosquitoes. Sinbad:
Think of the sun. Kale:
It's monsoon season. Sinbad:
Oh, then the women. Kale:
They're cannibals, Sinbad. Sinbad:
Exactly. [Kale groans] Sinbad:
Come on, Kale. Kale:
He's your friend. Sinbad:
Listen to you. You sound like my mother. Proteus will be fine. Kale:
You're sure of that? Sinbad:
You and I both know Dymas is not gonna let them execute his only son. Kale:
So we're running away? Sinbad:
We're retiring. We don't need another score. We've got enough. Now, set a course for Fiji. Gentlemen, we're heading to Fiji! [the crew cheers]