Rodrigues: I thought that martyrdom would be my salvation. Please, please, God, do not let it be my shame. The Lord is my refuge, and my deliverer. My God is my helper, and in Him will I put my trust. Of the Blood, all price exceeding, shed by our immortal King, destined for the world's redemption.
Ferreira: There's a saying in here: "Mountains and rivers can be moved but men's nature cannot be moved."
Rodrigues: Insult me all you like but give me more courage.
Interpreter: You use the truth like poison! What a funny thing for a priest to say.
Rodrigues: Father, how could Jesus love a wretch like this? There is evil all around in this place. I sense its strength, even its beauty. But there is none of that in this man. He is not worthy to be called evil.
Inoue: They can continue to be Christian. You may take some satisfaction in that. Because the roots are cut.
Rodrigues: Nothing grows in a swamp.
Dutch Trader: But as to that, only God can answer.
Interpreter: The path of mercy. That means only that you abandon self. No one should interfere with another man's spirit. To help others is the way of the Buddha and your way, too. The two religions are the same in this. It is not necessary to win anyone over to one side or another when there is so much to share.
Father Valignano: An army of two.
Rodrigues: I worry, they value these poor signs of faith more than faith itself. But how can we deny them?
Ferreira: I do because you are just like me. You see Jesus in Gethsemane and believe your trial is the same as His. Those five in the pit are suffering too, just like Jesus, but they don't have your pride. They would never compare themselves to Jesus. Do you have the right to make them suffer? I heard the cries of suffering in this same cell. And I acted.
Kichijiro: Where is the place for a weak man in a world like this?
Rodrigues: The blood of martyrs is the seed of the church.
Garupe: Take ME instead! take ME.
Ferreira: I pray too, Rodrigues. It doesn't help. Go on, pray. But pray with your eyes open.
Inoue: The price for your glory is their suffering.
Rodrigues: I feel so tempted. I feel so tempted to despair. I'm afraid. The weight of your silence is terrible. I pray, but I'm lost. Or am I just praying to nothing? Nothing. Because you are not there.