I was searching to find the innermost soul of you.

The French fleet, my commission in the French army, and my story about the landlord are all bosh.

If I meant what I told you, do you think I'd have been so mad as to tell you so much, damn it?
Have you no sense, man?
I wanted to find out exactly how you stood-faithful or unfaithful to the crown--and I've found out.

Sit down, sit down, Calhoun, dear lad.

Take your hand off your sword.