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Date created: April 2010
Release date 1967
Duration 9 min
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Cast John Boorman, Angie Dickinson, John Giles...more John Boorman, Angie Dickinson, John Giles, Lee Marvin, John Vernon, Keenan Wynn...less
Genre Movies,
FBI Director Womack: Cocksucker! [Showing Mason his arm in a cast] John Mason: So, how's your bowling arm?
Stanley Goodspeed: How do ya like how that shit works?
Stanley Goodspeed: [Stanley and Carla are making love. The phone rings] I have to get that. Carla: No, you don't. Stanley Goodspeed: Yes, I do. They know I'm home. Carla: [annoyed] Stanley, how can they possibly know you're home? Stanley Goodspeed: [beat] It's the FBI.
Agent Paxton: Congratulations, Dr. Goodspeed. You did it. Dr. Stanley Goodspeed: Thank you, sir. Agent Paxton: You know, for a while there, I didn't think you were going to make it. Well done, son. So where's Mason? Dr. Stanley Goodspeed: Vaporized. Blown out to sea. Agent Paxton: Blown out to sea, huh? Dr. Stanley Goodspeed: Yeah. Agent Paxton: [smiles] Poor bastard. [They share a knowing glance]
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.
Stanley Goodspeed: You're shooting too close to the rocket! Him, but not the rocket! John Mason: Any other news, professor?
Captain Frye: I'm gonna choke my million bucks out of you!
John Mason: [to his daughter] You know... you're almost the only evidence that I exist.
Stanley Goodspeed: Eat that, you fuck!
General Hummel: I'm not about to kill 80,000 innocent people! Do you think I'm out of my fucking mind? We bluffed, they called it. The mission is over. Captain Frye: Who said anything about bluffing, General?
John Mason: [as they are escaping] Hummel won't do it, he's a soldier not a murderer. I read it in his eyes. Stanley Goodspeed: You read it in his eyes? I'm sorry, but that's not a chance I can afford to take! John Mason: Okay, then talk louder.
Cable car conductor: [as cable car careens down street] We're gonna crash! Save yourselves! Oh, my baby!
John Mason: The Rock has become a tourist attraction?
Stanley Goodspeed: FBI... Freeze Sucker.
Hotel Barber: Oh, who did this to you? This is just not right. In fact, it's nasty... John Mason: It's a "grunge thing".
Womack: Damn it, you're on a need-to-know basis, and you don't need to know.
General Al Kramer: Wait a minute. What is the potential casualty rate for a single rocket armed with VX poison gas, General Peterson? General Peterson: Sixty or seventy... Chief of Staff Hayden Sinclair: Well, that's-that's not so bad. General Peterson: ...thousand. Seventy *thousand* dead. Chief of Staff Hayden Sinclair: Oh. General Peterson: One teaspoon of this hits the floor, it's lethal up to... a hundred feet. One teaspoon of this shit detonated in the atmosphere... will kill every living organism in an eight-block radius. Get the point?
John Mason: I'm only borrowing your Hum-Vee!
John Mason: In my day, we did it all with a snorkel and a pair of flippers.
Agent Paxton: What's status? Stanley Goodspeed: Status... is, they're dead. They're dead! It's just me and Mason, now he says he's leaving. Agent Paxton: That is unacceptable, do you hear me? Unacceptable! Stanley Goodspeed: Well, there's a problem sir, he's got a gun! Agent Paxton: What do you have, a fuckin' water pistol?
Private Cox: [beating up Mason] English prick. I tell you my old man was Irish?
Captain Darrow: Maybe now they'll pay up. Captain Hendrix: Maybe now they won't, captain. Captain Darrow: Then maybe we need to execute a few hostages.
Stanley Goodspeed: What do you say we cut the chit-chat, a-hole?
[Goodspeed's Beatles album arrives at the office] Stanley Goodspeed: Yes! She's here, bring it to me now, thank you Phil! Isherwood: What's that? And why did you have it sent here? Stanley Goodspeed: Carla wouldn't approve. She thinks it's dumb to spend $600 on an LP. Isherwood: Carla's right. Why didn't you just spend $13 on a CD, man? Stanley Goodspeed: Well, first of all, it's because I'm a Beatlemaniac. And second, these sound better.
[reading Hummel's file] Chief of Staff Hayden Sinclair: Three tours in Vietnam, Panama, Grenada, Desert Storm; three Purple Hearts, two Silver Stars and the Congressional Medal of - Jesus. This man is a hero. General Al Kramer: Well, I think "legend" might be a better description, Mr. Sinclair. Chief of Staff Hayden Sinclair: Well, now we can add kidnapping and extortion to his list of accolades. General Al Kramer: Mr. Sinclair, General Hummel is a man of honor.
Stanley Goodspeed: Oh, just some terrorists decided to send a little care package. Box of goodies. Which had to be neutralized before blowing up the office... [plucks a harsh note on his guitar] Stanley Goodspeed: So I took the rest of the day off. Glass of wine, little guitar... Just relax. Carla: Wow. Stanley Goodspeed: I mean it, honey, the world is being Fed-exed to hell in a hand cart. I really believe anyone thinking even thinking of bringing a child into the world is coldly considering an act of cruelty. [pause, Carla stares at Stanley] Stanley Goodspeed: I know, I'm rambling, I'm complaining, I'm sorry. What's your news, baby? Carla: I'm pregnant.
Captain Frye: You changed the coordinates, didn't you, General? General Hummel: That's affirmative, Captain. Sergeant Crisp: So now they think we're gutless, the feds? They think we won't actually do it? Captain Frye: They're going to come at us with everything they got. Air and sea. They're going to bomb our ass back to the Stone Age. Major Tom Baxter: They don't know we missed on purpose. Captain Frye: Great. We're not gutless, we're incompetent.
John Mason: [Mason and Goodspeed are defusing a poison gas rocket] What exactly does this stuff do? Stanley Goodspeed: If the rocket renders it aerosol, it could take out the entire city of people. John Mason: Really? And what happens if you drop one? Stanley Goodspeed: Happily, it'd just wipe out you and me. John Mason: How? Stanley Goodspeed: It's a cholinesterase inhibitor. Stops the brain from sending nerve messages down the spinal cord within thirty seconds. Any epidermal exposure or inhalation and you'll know. A twinge at the small of your back as the poison seizes your nervous system... Stanley Goodspeed: [Mason has lifted the chem round to look at it] DO NOT MOVE THAT! Your muscles freeze, you can't breathe, you spasm so hard you break your own back and spit your guts out. But that's after your skin melts off. John Mason: My God... Stanley Goodspeed: Oh, I think we'd like God on our side at the moment, don't you?
FBI Director Womack: Just clippers, no scissors. Paul the Hotel Barber: No scissors, you've got to be kidding me, no scissors. I mean, did they tell Picasso "no brush"? FBI Director Womack: With scissors, this man could kill you. John Mason: I can't cut off anyone's balls with a trimmer, now can I? Why don't we do this outside? Get some sun.
Captain Darrow: Excuse me, general... but what about the fucking money? General Hummel: There is no fucking money. The mission's over. Captain Frye: Bullshit it's over! Major Tom Baxter: You're talking to a General, soldier! Maintain discipline. Captain Darrow: I'm not a soldier, Major. The day we took hostages, we became mercenaries. And mercenaries get paid. I want my FUCKING money!
Womack: [being pulled up from the hotel balcony] Watch it, you fuckhead! You're gonna pull my arm out!
Stanley Goodspeed: Glass or plastic, glass or plastic?
General Hummel: You made a terrible mistake, and more of our brothers have died in vain. Damn you for forcing me into this position.
John Mason: Your mother, well... she was very special. Jade Angelou: Yes, she was. But I don't think that we should romanticize what happened between you and her. Meeting in a bar after a Led Zeppelin concert, ya know? And I was the result. John Mason: Well, I'd like to think it would have led somewhere if only... Jade Angelou: If only what? Six federal marshals hadn't kicked down her door and dragged you back to prison?
General Hummel: Remember Operation Desert Storm? Those surgical hits made by our smart bombs that were covered so well on CNN? It was my men on the ground that made those hits possible by lazing the targets. Twenty of those men were left to rot outside Baghdad after the conflict ended. No benefits were payed to their families. No medals conferred. These men died for their country and they weren't even given a goddamn military burial. This situation is unacceptable. You will transfer one hundred million dollars from Grand Cayman Red Sea trading company to an account I designate. From these funds, one million dollars will be paid to each of the eighty-three marines' families. The rest of the funds, I will disperse at my discretion. Do I make myself clear? Womack: Except for the Red Sea Trading Company. What is that? General Hummel: Identify yourself. Womack: This is FBI Director Womack, General. General Hummel: It's a slush-fund where the Pentagon keeps proceeds from illeagal arms deals... General Al Kramer: Jesus, Frank, this is classified information! General Hummel: You alert the media, I launch the gas. You refuse payment, I launch the gas. You've got forty hours, until noon, day after tomorrow, to arrange transfer of the money. I am aware of your countermeasure. You know and I know it doesn't stand a chance. Hummel from Alcatraz, out.
Agent Paxton: Mr. Mason, I'm Special Agent-in-Charge Ernest Paxton. John Mason: In charge of what? Fucking me over for another three decades? Agent Paxton: I don't know anything about your previous matters. We've brought you here because there's a situation that we think you can help us with. John Mason: And what might that be? I've been in jail longer than Nelson Mandela, so maybe you want me to run for president.
John Mason: I have a unique knowledge of this prison facility. I was formerly a guest here.
Stanley Goodspeed: You enjoying this? John Mason: Well, it's certainly more enjoyable than my average day... reading philosophy, avoiding gang rape in the washrooms... though, it's less of a problem these days. Maybe I'm losing my sex appeal.
Stanley Goodspeed: I'm unarmed sir. I am unarmed, sir. Womack: Where's your issue? Stanley Goodspeed: I left in my... [clears throat] Stanley Goodspeed: sock drawer.
Stanley Goodspeed: I love pressure. I eat it for breakfast.
Tourist: What kind of a fucked up tour is this?
John Mason: I'm sure all this will make a great bed time story to tell your kid. Stanley Goodspeed: You're insane, Mason. The kid'll have nightmares. I'll spend all my money on shrinks.
Stanley Goodspeed: "I'd take pleasure in guttin' you, boy. I'd take pleasure in guttin' you... boy." What is wrong with these people, huh? Mason? Don't you think there's a lot of, uh, a lot of anger flowing around this island? Kind of a pubescent volatility? Don't you think? A lotta angst, a lot of "I'm sixteen, I'm angry at my father" syndrome? I mean grow up! We're stuck on an island with a bunch of violence-for-pleasure-seeking psycophatic marines, SHAME-ON-THEM! [clears throat] Stanley Goodspeed: Anyway, I only got one chem round, and there's two left... Mason? John Mason: Yes, I'm here. I was just thinking how wonderful it was when the inmates weren't allowed to talk in here.
Stanley Goodspeed: Well, I'm one of those fortunate people who like my job, sir. Got my first chemistry set when I was seven, blew my eyebrows off, we never saw the cat again, been into it ever since.
John Mason: I'm fed up saving your ass. I'm amazed you ever got past puberty.
Commander Anderson: Thank you very fucking much Mr. Mason, you've led us into a room with no exit.
John 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 back in prison which is the same thing.
Stanley Goodspeed: Why didn't you just tell them were the microfilm was and create a solution? John Mason: The moment they had the microfilm, they'd suicide me. Some solution.
General Hummel: Did they bother to tell you who I am and why I'm doing this or are they just using you like they do everybody else? John Mason: All I know is that you were big in Vietnam, I saw the highlights on television. General Hummel: Then you probably have no idea what it means to lead some of the finest men on God's earth into combat and then watch their memories get betrayed by their own fucking government. John Mason: I don't quite see how you cherish the memory of the dead by killing another million. And, this is not combat, it's an act of lunacy, General Sir. Personally, I think you're a fucking idiot. General Hummel: "The tree of liberty must be refreshed from time to time with the blood of patriots and tyrants." Thomas Jefferson. John Mason: "Patriotism is a virtue of the vicious," according to Oscar Wilde. [Hummel strikes him, and he falls to his knees] John Mason: Thank you for making my point. General Hummel: Where are the guidance chips? [Points his gun at Mason's head] General Hummel: WHERE ARE THE GUIDANCE CHIPS? John Mason: I've destroyed them. General Hummel: That was a bad move, soldier.
[last lines] Stanley Goodspeed: Honey? Uh... You wanna know who really killed JFK?
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