- Joel Shore: Swim for your life, Priscilla! Better a watery grave than life in the clutches of these blackguards!
- Captain Mark Shore: Here's to her! The Heaven it's been findin' her... and the Hell it'd be to lose her!
- Captain Mark Shore: You licked Dog-nose Danny, the toughest sailor afloat! You've earned a right to sail with me now.
- Title Card: There is always a Sunday morning after a Saturday night.
- Joel Shore: Noah needs you on deck, Mark! We're fightin' a snortin' gale!
- Captain Mark Shore: Let 'er blow! Storms at sea ain't nothin'! They always stop! It's storms in the heart that never stop... like Priscilla's stirred up in mine!
- Noah Shore: Come on, Mark! There's a mad sea and a crazy gale challengin' us Shores to fight!
- Captain Mark Shore: Challengin' us Shores, eh? Wantin' fight, are you? Come on then... howl and roar your damndest!
- Title Card: Six months in Singapore has made of Mark a drink-crazed, half-mad, gibbering derelict.
- Captain Mark Shore: [singing] No five or ten or a thousand men, Are as good as any Shore!
- Singapore Woman: Stop! Stop! For six months all I hear is the same crazy song!
- Captain Mark Shore: Aloft there! Reef her down! Lively with it... or I'll slit your gizzards!
- Joel Shore: Soon as you've come to your senses, I'll give the ship over to you!
- Captain Mark Shore: And when you do, I'll feed you to the sharks!
- Title Card: Off Cape Horn - The cradle of winds... the grave of ships.
- Captain Mark Shore: [entry made by Captain Mark Shore in ship's log] October 10, 1857 - On this day my brother, Noah Shore, first mate of the Nathan Ross, was swept to sea in a full North-western gale and lost.