[after hearing they get three times diver's pay to check out the nuclear sub]
Catfish De Vries: Hell, for triple time, I'd eat Beany!
Jammer Willis: Set me on fire and put me out with horse piss.
[showing the nuclear warhead to Bud on video]
Alan "Hippy" Carnes: Heeeeeeeeeeeeeere's M.I.R.V.!
Lisa "One Night" Standing: This tell us how much radiation we're getting?
Alan "Hippy" Carnes: Whoa. Whoa. Whoa. I'm not going near no radiation. No way.
Catfish De Vries: Aw Hippy, you pussy.
Alan "Hippy" Carnes: Yeah, what good is the money, six months later your dick drops off?
[first lines]
USS Montana Captain: Sixty knots? No way, Barnes. The Reds don't have anything that fast.
[last lines]
Lindsey Brigman: Hi, Brigman.
Virgil: Hi, Mrs. Brigman.
Lindsey Brigman: [as the Pseudopod approaches] Bud! Bud! Get up!
[Bud sits up, stares at the pseudopod]
Virgil: [throwing a pillow at Cat] Hey, Cat. Cat!
Catfish De Vries: [half-awake] Hey, lemme alone.
[sees the pseudopod, jerks awake and grabs a flowerpot as if to throw it]
Lindsey Brigman: The bad news is we got eight hours in this can blowin' down... And the worse news is, it's gonna take us three weeks to decompress later.
Catfish De Vries: It's a bottomless pit, baby. Two-and-a-half miles straight down.
Virgil: [about Lindsey] She didn't leave me. She just left me behind.
Lindsey Brigman: [to Hippy] I know, but we could get lucky, right? So we should go for it.
Lt. Coffey: We have no way of warning the surface. And you know what that means? It means, whatever happens, is up to us.
Virgil: [to the Alien] How do you know they're really gonna do it? Where do you get off passing judgment on us? You can't be sure. How do you know?
[the aliens show him gruesome footage of war and conflict; Bud bows his head]
Catfish De Vries: Well, hell, son. You better get a line down to us. We're in moderately poor shape down here. We've lost seven people, including Bud. And we're about out of O2, so whatever you're gonna do, you better do it fast.
Lindsey Brigman: [the pseudopod mimics Lindsey] It's trying to communicate.
[the pseudopod changes to Bud's face]
Lisa "One Night" Standing: It's Bud!
Lindsey Brigman: [laughing delightedly] It's wonderful!
Virgil: [grinning] It's me!
Virgil: [after the aliens call off the tidal wave that would have wiped out humanity] You could've done it. Why didn't you?
Aliens: [via the water screen, in Bud's typing] Knew this was one way ticket, but you know I had to come. Love you wife.
Lindsey Brigman: So, raise your hand if you thought that was a Russian water tentacle.
