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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