1st Lt. Tom Pullings: He would always say: "Never mind the maneuvers, just go straight out!"

Captain's not called Lucky-Jack for no reason.

Joseph Nagle, Carpenter's Mate

Blakeney: Should you really be getting up, sir?
Dr. Stephen Maturin: Mr Blakeney, are you also a doctor?
Blakeney: No, sir.
Dr. Stephen Maturin: No, you're not.

Dr. Stephen Maturin: Well, Mr. Blakeney, it would appear that you have the makings of a naturalist.
Blakeney: Well, sir, perhaps I could combine them to be a sort of... fighting naturalist, like you, sir.

Able Seaman: Is them 'is brains, doctor?
Dr. Stephen Maturin: No, that's just dried blood. THOSE are his brains.

Capt. Jack Aubrey: Do you want to see a guillotine in Piccadilly?
Crew: No!
Capt. Jack Aubrey: Want to call that raggedy-ass Napoleon your king?
Crew: No!
Capt. Jack Aubrey: You want your children to sing the "La Marseillaise?"
Crew: No!

May I have the coin, please?

Dr. Stephen Maturin

Stanley Goodspeed: You know how this shit works?
Captain Darrow: [draws his knife] You know how THIS shit works?
Stanley Goodspeed: Listen, I think we got off on the wrong foot. Stan Goodspeed, FBI. Uh... let's talk music. Do you like the Elton John song "Rocket Man."
Captain Darrow: I don't like soft-ass shit!
Stanley Goodspeed: Oh, oh, you don't, oh... well, I only bring it up because, uh, it's you. You're the rocket man!
[He hits the firing switch, Darrow screams as the rocket takes off, spearing him in the chest]
Stanley Goodspeed: How do you like how THAT SHIT WORKS!?

Stanley Goodspeed: Shoot him, not the rockets!
John Mason: Any other news, professor?

Stanley Goodspeed: You're not leaving! There's a madman in there with his hand on a... ON A BUTTON!
John Mason: Shh!
[to himself]
John Mason: Some sniper's gonna get his ass.

Ladies and gentlemen, you're being detained against your will, and for that I apologize. It is not our intention in any way to harm you, and you will not be detained one minute longer than is necessary for us to complete our mission.

General Hummel

Stanley Goodspeed: How'd you do it?
John Mason: Nurtured the hope that there was hope. That one day I'd breathe free air. Perhaps meet my daughter. Modest hopes, but they kept a man alive.

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