Ellen Brody: I just want to know one thing - when do I get to become an islander? Mrs. Taft: Ellen, never, never! You're not born here, you're not an islander, that's it.
Brody: I don't believe it! Two barrels, and he's going down again!
Mr. Taft: Why do you insist on playing the heavy all of the time? Mrs. Taft: Look, I have a point of view and I think it speaks for many of the people here. It's not only me because I have the motel - how do you feel? Mr. Hassett: Oh, I hope they don...
Quint: [the Orca, their boat, is clearly sinking with water all over the deck, Quint hands Brody a small hand pump] Pump it out Chief!
