Dega: A temptation resisted is a true measure of character.
Dega: Blame is for God and small children.
Dega: If I stay - here in this place -I will die!
Dega: Remember what the chicken said to the weasel?
Papillon: If he was a healthy weasel, the chicken didn't get a chance to say anything.
Dega: Well, it now seems quite possible that until we get to a decent jail with bribeable guards, I may stand in some need of... rather close physical protection.
Papillon: That depends on how long you want to live.
Dega: For a long time.
Papillon: Then you got a problem.
Dega: Well, I presume that you have some, uh, goals, some particular need that outrates all the others. I mean, if so... may I aslk what it is?
Dega: For what?
Dega: Very good. You keep me alive until we land in Guyana, and I'll underwrite any escape you care to arrange.
Papillon: Escape for me, not for us!
Dega: Oh, of course. I, I, I...
Dega: . I have no intention, uh, of even attempting to escape - ever!
Papillon: Hey you bastards, I'm still here.
Papillon: [to Dega] Me they can kill... You they own!
Papillon: We're something, aren't we? The only animals that shove things up their ass for survival.
Toussaint: How did you know I have dry leprosy, that it isn't contagious?
Papillon: I didn't.
Toussaint: If you're going to catch leprosy, it's better to catch it from money than from people.