Erin Gruwell: I love you.
Steve Gruwell: You love the idea of me.
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 ten 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!
Capt. Bart Mancuso: How did you know that his next turn would be to starboard?
Jack Ryan: I didn't. I had a 50/50 chance. I needed a break. Sorry.
Capt. Bart Mancuso: That's all right, Mr Ryan. My Morse is so rusty, I could be sending him dimensions on Playmate of the Month.
Terry Tingloff: The high jump is a masochists event-it always ends on failure.
Jack Crawford: Believe me, you do not want Hannibal Lecter inside your head.
Jack Crawford: Starling?
Clarice Starling: Sir?
Jack Crawford: Miggs is dead.
Clarice Starling: Dead? How?
Jack Crawford: Well, the orderly heard Lecter whispering to him all afterrnoon and Miggs crying. They found him at bed check. He swallowed his own tongue.
Wise Man: Don't ever write a check with your mouth you can't cash with your ass.
Wise Man: If you don't stand for something, you'll fall for anything.
Wise Man: For those who fight for it, life has a flavor the sheltered will never know.
