Jeffrey Pelt: Mr. Ambassador, you have nearly a hundred naval vessels operating in the North Atlantic right now. Your aircraft has dropped enough sonar buoys so that a man could walk from Greenland to Iceland to Scotland without getting his feet wet. Now, shall we dispense with the bull?
Ambassador Lysenko: You make your point as delicately as ever, Mr. Pelt.
Jones: When I asked the computer to identify it, what I got was 'magma displacement'. You see, sir, SAPS software was originally written to look for seismic events. And when it gets confused, it kind of 'runs home to mama'.
Mancuso: I'm not following you, Jonesy.
Jones: Sorry, sir. Listen to it at times speed. [Plays tape.] Now that's gotta be man made, Captain.
Mancuso: Have I got this straight, Jonesy? A forty million dollar computer tells you you're chasing an earthquake, but you don't believe it? And you come up with this on your own?
Jones: Yes, sir.
Mancuso: Including all the navigational math?
Jones: Sir, I-I've got-
Mancuso: Relax, Jonesy, you sold me!
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Jack Ryan: "The average Rooskie, son, don't take a dump without a plan." Wait a minute. We don't have to figure out how to get the crew off the sub, he's already done that. He would've had to. All we have to do is figure out what he's going to do. So how's he going to get the crew off the sub? They have to want to get off. How do you get a crew to want to get off a submarine? How do you get a crew to want to get off a nuclear sub...[realisation hits].
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Helicopter Pilot: Fuel status says we turn back now.
Jack Ryan: Wait a minute. Fuel status? You have a reserve, don't you?
Helicopter Pilot: Yes, sir. I've got a ten minute reserve... But I'm not allowed to invoke that except in time of war.
Jack Ryan: Listen, mister, if you don't get me on board that goddamn submarine, that just might be what you'll have! You got me? Now you have ten more minutes' worth of fuel, we stay here ten more minutes!