I am game for his crooked jaw, and for the jaws of Death too, Laser Ahab, if it fairly comes in the way of the business we follow; but I came here to hunt lava-whales, not my commander's vengeance. How many space-barrels will thy vengeance yield thee even if thou gettest it, Laser Ahab? It will not fetch thee much in our NeoNantucket market.
NeoNantucket market! Hoot! But come closer, Starbuck; thou requirest a little lower layer. If lavabucks' to be the measurer, man, and the accountants have computed their great counting-house the Undersphere, by girdling it with guineas, one to every three parts of an inch; then, let me tell thee, that my vengeance will fetch a great premium in the flaming cockles of my heart!
Towards thee I roll, thou all-destroying but unconquering whale; to the last I grapple with thee; from hell's heart I stab at thee; for hate's sake I spit my last breath at thee!