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?

Papillon: Money!

Dega: For what?

Papillon: Escape.

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: Done!

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.