John Mason: "I'm fed up saving your ass. I'm amazed you made it past puberty."
Stanley Goodspeed: "How do you... do it?"
John Mason: "I was trained by the best. British intelligence. But in retrospect I would rather have been a poet. Or a farmer."
Stanley Goodspeed: "Okay."
General Hummel: "Put the phone down."
Major Baxter: "I'm calling them Frank, I'm asking for more time."
General Hummel: "You're being asked by a friend."
General Hummel: "You're being ordered by a superior officer!"
[Baxter carries on, Hummell draws.]
General Hummel: "Now you're being given your last chance by a man with a gun."
Mason: "When all this is over, you'll go back home driving Carla and your baby insane in your beige Volvo. And I'll be dead or in jail which is the same thing."
Carla: "You didn't really mean what you said about bringing a child into this world being an act of cruelty, did you?"
Stanley Goodspeed: "I meant it at the time."
Carla: "Stanley, you said it seven and a half seconds ago!"
Stanley Goodspeed: "Well, gee, kind of a lot's happened since then."
Goodspeed: "Hi, I'm an agent with the federal... FBI... I´m Stanley Goodspeed."
Mason: "But of course you are."
Goodspeed: "Of course."
Mason: "And you have an emergency."
Mason: "And you need my help."
Goodspeed: "Exactly right."
Goodspeed: "No, I'm fine, thank you."
Mason: "Offer me coffee."
Mason: "Are you sure you're ready for this?"
Stan Goodspeed: "I'll do my best."
Mason: "You're best. Losers always wine about their best. Winners go home and fuck the prom queen!"
Stan Goodspeed: "Carla was the prom queen."
Stan Goodspeed: "Yeah!"
Dr. Stanley Goodspeed: "Actually, I'm a biochemical superfreak, but I still need a gun."
John Patrick Mason: "I have a unique knowledge of this prison facility. I was formerly a guest here."
Commander Anderson: "Make no mistake, gentlemen. We are in the fight of our lives, against one of the greatest battalion commanders of the Vietnam War, I shit you not."
~ Home ~
~ Friendship ~
Life and Success ~
Star Trek ~