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Mark Watney: I know what they're doing. I know exactly what they're doing. They're gonna just keep repeating go faster than any man in the history of space travel. Like that's a good thing. Like it will distract me from how insane they're plan is. Yeah, I get to go faster than any man in the history of space travel. Because you're launching me in a convertible. Actually it's worse than that, because I won't be able to control the thing. Oh by the way, physicist, when describing things like acceleration, do not use the word fast. So, they're only doing that in the hopes I won't raise any objections, to this lunacy. Because I like the way fastest man in the history of space travel sounds. I do like the way it sounds. I like it a lot, but, I'm not gonna tell them that. OK, let's do this.

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Manetta: [To Aaron] There are fewer than 30 men in the world qualified to drive Formula 1. A mere half dozen perhaps, to win. At this moment I am inclined to think you are not one of them.

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Willi von KluGermann: To your unconfirmed victory, next time you must have witnesses.
Other pilots: Witnesses.

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Adrian Cronauer: It's oh 6 hundred. What's oh stand for? Oh my God it's early.

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Bruno Stachel: I don't suppose you've ever had an unconfirmed kill?
Willi von KluGermann: Oh, but I have. I've had, 3.
Bruno Stachel: Then you shot down 23.
Willi von KluGermann: No, 20.

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Carroll Shelby: There's a point, 7000 rpm, where everything fades. The machine becomes weightless. Just disappears. And all that's left is a body, moving through space and time. 7000 rpm, that's where you meet it. Asks you a question. The only question that matters. Who are you?

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Toombs: [Arriving at Crematoria] If I owned this place and Hell, I'd rent this place out, and live in Hell.

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Gone Quiet - S3-E7

Abby Bartlet: [Referring to her broken ankle] I was hiking, Oliver. I was hiking. Are you really that much an enemy of nature?
Oliver Babish: Nature is to be protected from. Nature, like a woman, will seduce you with its sights, and its sense and its touch. And then it breaks your ankle, also like a woman.
Abby Bartlet: What the hell kind of dates are you going on, Oliver?
Oliver Babish: I hear ya.

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Chalmers: Ross.
Bennet: Albert Edward Renick, used car salesman, Chicago.
Chalmers: Who's Renick?
Bullitt: He was the man who was shot in the Hotel Daniels. You sent us to guard the wrong man, Mr. Chalmers.

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Hermes: Houston, please be advised: Rich Purnell is a steely-eyed missile man.

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