“Deacon: So what is it, then? It’s the map.
Mariner: She’s my friend.
Deacon: Golly gee, a single tear rolls down my cheek. You’re gonna die for your friend.
Mariner: If it comes to that.
[He ignites the flare, and holds it over the hole again]
Nord: He’s bluffing! I’ll kill him.
Enola: He’s not bluffing, he never bluffs.
Deacon: SHUT UP!
[to the Mariner]
Deacon: I-I-I-I-I don’t think you’re gonna drop that torch, my friend.
Mariner: Why not?
Deacon: Because you’re not crazy.
[the Mariner smiles, lifts his hand, and drops the flare down the hole]” – WaterWorld