All this fool talk about The Louisa. Goin' down the river... What do you mean? I mean we...

Charlie: All this fool talk about The Louisa. Goin' down the river... Rose: What do you mean? Charlie: I mean we ain't goin' to do nothin' of the sort. Rose: Why, of course we're going! What an absurd idea! Charlie: What an absurd idea! What an absurd idea! Lady, I may be a born fool, but you got ten absurd ideas to my one, an' don't you forget it!

It's been such a pleasant day. What is it? - Yes, Mr. Allnut? - All this foolish talk about the Louisa, - going down the river. - What do you mean? I mean we ain't going to do nothing of the sort. Of course we are. What an absurd idea. "What an absurd idea. What an absurd idea." Lady, you got 10 absurd ideas for my one. Just why don't you want to go on, Mr. Allnut? - The river and Shona. - Shona? You're darn right, Shona. All it would take would be one bullet in the blasting gelatin and we'd be in little bits and pieces. - Then we'll go by night. - No, we won't. After Shona, there's the rapids. Nobody in their might rind would tackle the rapids at night. But then we'll go in the daylight. We'll go on the far side of the river from Shona, - just as fast as ever we can. - No, we won't. - You agreed to go. - I never did. I never agreed to nothing. You are a liar, Mr. Allnut, and what is worse, you are a coward.