- James: [after Henri hands him a letter] a report about British troop movements. The redcoats are moving south from Boston.
- Moses: Are you sure? Who sent it?
- James: The Fox.
- Henri: That's a strange name.
- James: Could be a spy.
- Moses: Or it could be code.
- Henri: Who cares? We finally have a story, and I got it for us.
- James: Maybe Henri is right. At least it's something. Come on, Moses. Let's dust off the printing press.
- Sarah: James, you haven't got the mailbag.
- James: You think we would've made it through if I did?
- Sarah: But where is it?
- James: Where they won't find it.
- Sarah: James, what have you done with the mail?
- James: We'll sneak back for it when the sun goes down.
- Sarah: James, you are shameless!
- James: Do you want your letter to get through or not?
- James: All the committee of correspondence wants to do is to spread the truth.
- Sarah: The truth is important.
- James: It's everything.
- Sarah: But if the truth they are spreading leads to treason, and actions against the crown...
- James: It's still truth, and they should be allowed to spread it.
- Sarah: Well, I don't approve of the way you lied.
- James: We wouldn't have gotten this far.
- Sarah: I believe in truth, not lies.
- Benjamin Franklin: [after becoming the first post master general] Thank you, fellow conspirators. I accept this honor and for no other reason than to make the king's blood boil.