Jimmy Markum: And it's really starting to piss me off, Dave! She's my own little daughter, and I can't even cry for her!
Dave Boyle: Jimmy, you're crying now.
Maybe some day you forget what it's like to be human and maybe then, it's ok.Dave Boyle
Dave: I'm walking to my car, and this guy comes up to me. Asks for a light. I say I don't smoke. He says neither does he. So then my heart starts clocking a buck fifty, 'cause there's no one else here except me and him. So then he pulls the knife on me. Says, 'Your wallet or your life, bitch. I'm leaving with one of them'. So I try to brush past him, and that's when he slices me.
Celeste Boyle: I thought you said you swung at him.
Dave: Can I tell the fucking story?
This part... you do alone.Jimmy Markum
Annabeth Markum: Celeste called looking for you. She was worried something might happen. She told me about Dave. Told me what she told you. What kind of wive says those things about her husband? And why'd she run to you?
Jimmy Markum: Why did not you call?
Annabeth Markum: Because it's like I told the girls. Their daddy is a king. And a king knows what to do and does it.
I know you can talk, so say you love me!Brendan Harris
We bury our sins here, Dave. We wash them clean.Jimmy
Capt. Ramsey: God help you if you're wrong.
Hunter: If I'm wrong, then we're at war. God help us all.
We're here to preserve democracy, not practice it.Capt. Ramsey
On the record, you were both right. But you were also both wrong. Off the record, you both created one hell of a mess. A mutiny... aboard a United States nuclear submarine! Violation of nuclear launch protocols.Rear Admiral Anderson, Board of Inquiry President
Capt. Ramsey: I have the con. Gimme the missile key.
[Hunter does nothing, Ramsey punches him in the face]
Capt. Ramsey: Gimme the missile key Mr. Hunter!
[Ramsey punches Hunter in the face again]
Capt. Ramsey: I am the commander of this ship! Gimme the goddamn key!
Vossler: Oh fuck.
Zimmer: The system crashed, the radio bouy got severed, what the fuck does he want us to do?
Vossler: Shit electrons?
Zimmer: Hey, we need this radio repaired. Not smart-ass remarks.