The Rock Quotes

Stanley Goodspeed: Oh, just some terrorists decided to send a little care package. Box of goodies. Which had to be neutralized before blowing up the office...
[plucks a harsh note on his guitar]
Stanley Goodspeed: So I took the rest of the day off. Glass of wine, little guitar... Just relax.
Carla: Wow.
Stanley

Goodspeed: I mean it, honey, the world is being Fed-exed to hell in a hand cart. I really believe anyone thinking even thinking of bringing a child into the world is coldly considering an act of cruelty.
[pause, Carla stares at Stanley]
Stanley Goodspeed: I know, I'm rambling, I'm complaining, I'm sorry. What's your news, baby?
Carla:

I'm pregnant.

Stanley Goodspeed: [while in a cell on Alcatraz] You broke out, let me see if I can get this straight, down the incinerator chute, on the mine car, through the tunnels to the power plant, under the steam engine - that was really cool by the way - and into the cistern through the intake pipe. But how, in the name of Zeus' BUTTHOLE!... did you get out of your cell? I only ask

because in our current situation, well, it could prove to be useful information. *Maybe*!
[Mason does not answer, but opens up his prison door with an improvised tool]
Stanley Goodspeed: [Goodspeed hears noise from Mason's door opening] Mason?
[to Goodspeed's surprise, his own door suddenly opens]
John Mason: Trade secrets, my son.

Commander Anderson: Have you ever been in a combat situation before?
Stanley Goodspeed: Define combat, sir.
Commander Anderson: Shep?
Lt. Shephard: An incursion underwater to re-take an impregnable fortress held by an elite team of U.S. Marines, in possession of eighty-one hostages and fifteen guided rockets

loaded with V.X. poison gas.
Stanley Goodspeed: Oh. In that case, no sir. Excuse me...

FBI Director Womack: What do you know about V.X. gas?
Dr. Stanley Goodspeed: Liquid; failed pesticide; discovered by mistake in 1952. Uhh, actually, it's kind of like champagne that way. The Franciscan monks thought they were making white wine. Somehow the bottle carbonated. Voila, champagne, and uhh, then the whole thing...
FBI Director

Womack: The gas, Dr. Goodspeed.
Dr. Stanley Goodspeed: It's very, very horrible sir. It's one of those things we wish we could disinvent. This isn't a training exercise, is it?

Stanley Goodspeed: [while in a cell on Alcatraz] "I'd take pleasure in guttin' you, boy. I'd take pleasure in guttin' you... boy." What is wrong with these people, huh? Mason? Don't you think there's a lot of, uh, a lot of anger flowing around this island? Kind of a pubescent volatility? Don't you think? A lotta angst, a lot of "I'm sixteen, I'm angry at my father" syndrome? I

mean grow up! We're stuck on an island with a bunch of violence-for-pleasure-seeking psycophatic marines, SHAME-ON-THEM!
[clears throat]
Stanley Goodspeed: Anyway, I only got one chem round, and there's two left... Mason?
John Mason: Yes, I'm here. I was just thinking how wonderful it was when the inmates weren't allowed to talk in here.

Stanley Goodspeed: [upon entering the interrogation room] Hi, I'm an agent with the federal... FBI... Well, my, I'm Stanley Goodspeed.
John Mason: But of course you are.
Agent Paxton: Well, at least he got his name right.
Stanley Goodspeed: Of course I am.
John Mason: And you have an

emergency.
Stanley Goodspeed: Right.
John Mason: And you need my help.
Stanley Goodspeed: Exactly right.
John Mason: Coffee.
Stanley Goodspeed: No, I'm fine, thank you.
John Mason: Offer me coffee.

Stanley Goodspeed: [while in the prisoner transport van] Hi, darling, it's me. Listen, do not come, I repeat, do not come to San Francisco.
Carla: [Answers the phone] Stanley, no.
Stanley Goodspeed: Carla...
Carla: Like hell I'm not comin'!
[Hangs up]
Stanley Goodspeed: Wait,

Carla...
[tries to dial again]
John Mason: Who's Carla, and why don't you want her to come to San Francisco?
Stanley Goodspeed: You're on a need-to-know basis... and you do'nt need to know.

Major Tom Baxter: We're asking them. We're asking them for a new deadline.
General Hummel: Put the phone down.
Major Tom Baxter: The men are falling apart!
General Hummel: The men are Marines!
Major Tom Baxter: Are they?
[Hummel is silent]
Major Tom

Baxter: I want to talk to General Kramer.
General Hummel: You've been asked by an old friend.
Major Tom Baxter: Put him on the phone right now.
General Hummel: You're being ordered by a superior officer.
Major Tom Baxter: This is Major Baxter...!
General Hummel: [draws]

Now you're being given your last chance by a man with a gun. Put the phone down.

[reading Hummel's file]
Chief of Staff Hayden Sinclair: Three tours in Vietnam, Panama, Grenada, Desert Storm; three Purple Hearts, two Silver Stars and the Congressional Medal of - Jesus. This man is a hero.
General Al Kramer: Well, I think "legend" might be a better description, Mr. Sinclair.
Chief of Staff Hayden Sinclair:

Well, now we can add kidnapping and extortion to his list of accolades.
General Al Kramer: Mr. Sinclair, General Hummel is a man of honor.