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Warden Barrot: Put all hope out of your mind. And masturbate as little as possible, it drains the strength!
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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 Guiana, and I'll underwrite any escape you care to arrange.
Papillon: Escape for me, not for us!
Dega: Oh, of course. I, I, I...
[laughs]
Dega: . I have no intention, uh, of even attempting to escape - ever!
Papillon: Done!
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