Character: Ippolito Of Albrizzi / Alexander Dubois

- Go, and I can't. My life is here now, with friends, with the woman I love.
- How many years have lived in separation and break up again now?
Yes. But now not so. Now I know where to find you.

- How many mistakes have we done in life.
We was young and didn't know what life is.
- And now you have become wiser?
- I do not even know, but now we're back together.
- I often think about our father, about the house. Then we didn't even have time to grieve.

- I accuse you now, in the first and the main thing, the most terrible crime. That you betrayed the agony of hell on earth a young and innocent soul, my daughter Libya. And for this crime, gentlemen, for your most serious crime, you will answer to me.
- You know perfectly well that this fatal accident.
We both loved her. And was ready to give his life for her.
- However, that didn't stop you that night to discharge your gun. You say you both loved her? Therefore, you have to divide it among themselves. What part you choose, Ferrante? And you, Ippolito?
- I took you for a man. One of my father's killers.
- Ah, you have not acknowledged. And, in your opinion, that you apologize?

Fifteen years have passed and we finally found each other. Ferrante, let's forget the past and move on. Hand-in-hand.
- Hand-in-hand? This is my ship, my people and my whole life. No, no, it was the night you killed Libya.
The thing of the past, Ferrante.
Wrong. In the past we were brothers. And in this you Dubois, and I mean Rock.
- You're crazy.
No, you're insane. Do you not understand, do not you see, to what brought us destiny? You're a hunter, I'm game. You were a soldier, I'm a pirate. You Old world, I - New.
- It happened against my will.
- In your life just happens.
- We can change.
- How? Blow of a sword? Or cannon?

- Mr. Fletcher, I ask you, where lies the Evil Rock?
- For that matter, you'd better ask me where the flying Dutchman or the ark of the Covenant. How would I know? Doom is the devil, Ghost.

You are mired in villainous acts against the two kingdoms. You are a murderer, a rapist, a robber. Your accomplices denounced you, while your wine does not require proof. We're not in court, Mr. Fletcher, we are at war. And to your deep regret, I'm here and judge and executioner in one person.

- I need to get out of here.
- You mad? The fear of the executioner lost his mind?
- I executioner will not be intimidated - I've been in hell. I betrayed my brother. Stabbed in the heart and condemned to exile. I must find him and beg for forgiveness. And then you can die.

- These creatures are loyal like dogs, but they have no reason at all.
- You talk about him as a beast, but he is no different from other people.
- Looks can be deceiving, boy, they, of course, has its own language, but I wouldn't call it human, because it lacks writing. However, in real life they do not have even wheels.
- You can't judge a person by the clothes. In addition, these patterns has its own beauty. And then, I heard many of them already learned how to write.
Even blacks from Africa know how to weave canvases and to paint pictures, but no one dares to doubt that they are closer to monkeys than to humans. Besides, they have no soul, which means they are beasts in their nature. And only at the whim of the changing nature created like us.
- We do not share your beliefs. Eyes tell us that in front of us.