Franny: Wilbur, what have you done? How could you bring HIM here?
Wilbur: That... is an excellent question.

Lewis: Why would his motto be "Keep moving forward?"
Wilbur: It's what he does.
Lewis: What does that mean?
Wilbur: That is an excellent question.

Wilbur: Okay, so he keeps working and working until finally, he gets it! The first working time machine! Then, he keeps working and working until finally, he gets it again! The second working time machine!
Lewis: That's kinda small for a time machine.
Wilbur: I'm assuming that's a joke. I'm ignoring you for time reasons. This, my friend, is merely a model, because unfortunately, time machine number two is in the hands of the Bowler Hat Guy!

I never thought my dad would be my best friend.


Mr. Willerstein: Dr. Krunklehorn, I know you're very busy at Inventco Labs. And we're just so happy to have you as a judge.
Lucille Krunklehorn: It's my pleasure, Mr. Willerstein. Hey, you never know, one of your students may invent the next integrated circuit, or microprocessor, or integrated circuit. Oh wait, I said that already. Well, I just don't get out of the lab very much. Is that a bowtie? I like bowties. I haven't slept in eight days!
Mr. Willerstein: Uh, well then, can I get you a cot or something?
Lucille Krunklehorn: Nope, I have the caffeine patch. It's my invention. Each patch is the equivalent of 12 cups of coffee. You can stay up for days with no side effects. Ahhh! Sorry.

What's your name, Fruit Head?

Grandpa Bud

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.

Capt. Ramsey: They gave me my command, a checklist, a target and a button to push. All I had to know was how to push it, and they'd tell me when. They seem to want you know why.
Hunter: I would hope they'd want us all to know why, sir.

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