Jack Ryan: Where are we going, anyway?
Admiral James Greer: Briefing for Jeffrey Pelt, the President's National Security Advisor. Most of the Joint Chiefs will be there, along with a few other people.
Jack Ryan: Who's giving the briefing?
Admiral James Greer: You are.

Lt. Commander Mike Hewitt: Red October has just turned into the torpedo's path.
Admiral James Greer: Mother of God!

You're afraid of our fleet. Well, you should be. Personally, I'd give us one chance in three. More tea anyone?

Captain Ramius

Capt. Vasili Borodin: I will live in Montana. And I will marry a round American woman and raise rabbits, and she will cook them for me. And I will have a pickup truck... maybe a "recreational vehicle." And drive from state to state. Do they let you do that?
Captain Ramius: I suppose.
Capt. Vasili Borodin: No papers?
Captain Ramius: No papers, state to state.
Capt. Vasili Borodin: Well then, in winter I will live in... Arizona. Actually, I think I will need two wives.
Captain Ramius: Oh, at least.

I have respect for beer.

Nash

Hansen: Cowards, all of you. Come on. Whoever wins, Sol does his laundry for the semester.
Sol: Does that seem unfair to anybody?
Bender: No, not at all.

Charles: That Isaac Newton fellow was right.
Nash: He was on to something.
Charles: Clever boy.

Her husband was too drunk to know he was too drunk to drive.

Charles

Nash: [to Charles] The prodigal roommate revealed. "Saw my name on the lecture slate." YOU LYING SON OF A BITCH!
Dr. Rosen: Who are you talking to? Tell me who you see.
Nash: How do you say "Charles Herman" in Russian?

Nash: This is a group playing touch football. This is a flock of pigeons fighting over bread crumbs. And this is a woman chasing a man who stole her purse.
Charles: John, you watched a mugging. That's weird.

It's not my problem and it's not your problem. It's their problem. Your answers are not on that wall. They're out there, where you've been working.

Charles

Nash. Who's winning ... you, or you?

Hansen

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