James Reston, Jr.:
You know the first and greatest sin of the deception of television is that it simplifies; it diminishes great, complex ideas, stretches of time; whole careers become reduced to a single snapshot. At first I couldn't understand why Bob Zelnick was quite as euphoric as he was after the interviews, or why John Birt felt moved to strip naked and rush into the ocean to celebrate. But that was before I really understood the reductive power of the close-up, because David had succeeded on that final day, in getting for a fleeting moment what no investigative journalist, no state prosecutor, no judiciary committee or political enemy had managed to get; Richard Nixon's face swollen and ravaged by loneliness, self-loathing and defeat. The rest of the project and its failings would not only be forgotten, they would totally cease to exist.
Kate:
I hate television - gives me headaches.
Becca:
You know, there's so many magnetic waves travelling in the airspace because of TV and television, we're losing like ten times as many brain cells as we're supposed to.
Kate:
Oh, please!
Kate:
The cow says blank? Three letters?
Becca:
Dude!
Kate:
Dude! I dont know, magnetic waves, brain cells, I don?t understand the connection between all that stuff.
Becca:
You know what else I heard? Magnetic waves shrink silicone molecules. [both look down at breasts]
Becca:
Agghh! Oh, my God, turn it off!
Kate:
It's not working!
Becca:
It's backwards!
Kate:
What do we do?
Becca:
I dont know! Aghhhh!
Kate:
That was kind of scary.
Becca:
I know something even scarier.
Kate:
Ooh, what?
Becca:
Have you heard about this videotape?
Kate:
The one where they do it on the boat and then in the car and then in the bathtub? And he's like, "Hey, baby, I love you? and she's like "Where are we?" And did you see the size...?
Becca:
No. Not that tape. The one with all the scary images, and after you watch the tape, the phone rings and this really scary voice comes on and says you're gonna die in like...
Kate:
Seven days! Yeah, I saw that one with Josh last weekend!
Becca:
You were with Josh last weeknd? Oh, my God! [throws pillow at Kate]
Kate:
Oh, yes I was! [hits Becca with laptop]
Becca:
You ho! [smashes glass vase on Kate's head]
Kate:
You know it! [pulls Becca's G-string up]
Kate:
[phone rings]
Becca:
[walking to the phone] This is really weird.
Kate:
Yeah, big house, only one phone.
Television Reporter:
Is there a specific instance in an airplane emergency when you can recall fear?
Jim Lovell:
Uh well, I'll tell ya, I remember this one time - I'm in a Banshee at night in combat conditions, so there's no running lights on the carrier. It was the Shrangri-La, and we were in the Sea of Japan and my radar had jammed, and my homing signal was gone... because somebody in Japan was actually using the same frequency. And so it was - it was leading me away from where I was supposed to be. And I'm lookin' down at a big, black ocean, so I flip on my map light, and then suddenly: zap. Everything shorts out right there in my cockpit. All my instruments are gone. My lights are gone. And I can't even tell now what my altitude is. I know I'm running out of fuel, so I'm thinking about ditching in the ocean. And I, I look down there, and then in the darkness there's this uh, there's this green trail. It's like a long carpet that's just laid out right beneath me. And it was the algae, right? It was that phosphorescent stuff that gets churned up in the wake of a big ship. And it was - it was - it was leading me home. You know? If my cockpit lights hadn't shorted out, there's no way I'd ever been able to see that. So uh, you, uh, never know... what... what events are to transpire to get you home.