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Jack Ryan (Character)
from Clear and Present Danger (1994)

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The Hunt for Red October (1990)
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 invade 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!

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.

[a torpedo is racing toward them]
Capt. Vasili Borodin: Torpedo impact, 20 seconds.
Captain Ramius: [to Ryan] What books?
Jack Ryan: Pardon me?
Captain Ramius: What books did you write?
Jack Ryan: I wrote a biography of, of Admiral Halsey, called "The Fighting Sailor", about, uh, naval combat tactics...
Captain Ramius: I know this book!
Capt. Vasili Borodin: Torpedo impact...
Captain Ramius: Your conclusions were all wrong, Ryan...
Capt. Vasili Borodin: ...10 seconds.
Captain Ramius: ...Halsey acted stupidly.

Captain Davenport: What's he going to do, sail into New York, pop the hatch, and say "Here I am"?
Jack Ryan: It might be just that simple, yes.

[Shootout in the missile room]
Captain Ramius: Hey, Ryan, be careful what you shoot at. Most things in here don't react too well to bullets.
Jack Ryan: Right.
[Moves closer to enemy, who fires several shots at him]
Jack Ryan: *I* have to be careful what *I* shoot at?

Jack Ryan: [to himself, imitating Ramius] "Ryan, some things in here don't react well to bullets." Yeah, like me. I don't react well to bullets.

[last lines]
Captain Ramius: "... and the sea will grant each man new hope, as sleep brings dreams of home." Christopher Columbus.
Jack Ryan: Welcome to the New World, Captain.

Jeffrey Pelt: You slammed the door on the General pretty hard, didn't you?
Jack Ryan: That was not my intention.
Jeffrey Pelt: Oh, yes, it was! He was patronizing you, and you stomped on him! And in my opinion, he deserved it!

Adm. Painter: What's his plan?
Jack Ryan: His plan?
Adm. Painter: Russians don't take a dump, son, without a plan.

Jack Ryan: [in the shower]
[imitating the Admiral]
Jack Ryan: "The average Ruskie, 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 have had to. All we gotta do is figure out what he's gonna do. So how's he gonna get the crew off the sub.
[later, shaving]
Jack Ryan: 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...
[eureka!]

Capt. Bart Mancuso: [Ramius comments in Russian to Borodin that Mancuso is a "buckaroo". Ryan laughs] What's so funny?
Jack Ryan: Ah, the Captain seems to think you're some kind of... cowboy.
Captain Ramius: [spoken "You parle ruski"] You speak Russian.
Jack Ryan: [in Russian] A little. It is wise to study the ways of ones adversary. Don't you think?
Captain Ramius: [in English] It is.

Jack Ryan: I'm not an agent, I just write books for the CIA.

Captain Davenport: They're pinging away with their active sonar like they're looking for something, but nobody's listening.
Jack Ryan: What do you mean?
Captain Davenport: Well, they're moving at almost forty knots. At that speed, they could run right over my daughter's stereo and not hear it.

Flight Attendant: You know, if you do try and get some sleep, the flight will go a lot faster.
Jack Ryan: I can never sleep on a plane. Turbulence.
Flight Attendant: Pardon?
Jack Ryan: Turbulence. Solar radiation heats the Earth's crust, warm air rises, cold air descends - turbulence. I, I don't like that.
Flight Attendant: Oh. Well, try to get some sleep anyway.

Jack Ryan: Well, Sir, I was just thinking that perhaps there's another possibility we might consider. Ramius might be trying to defect.

Jack Ryan: Well... Ramius trained most of their Officer Corps, which would put him in a position to select men willing to help him. And he's not Russian. He's Lithuanian by birth, raised by his paternal grandfather, a fisherman. He has no children, no ties to leave behind. And today is the first anniversary of his wife's death.
General: Oh, come on. You're just an analyst, what can you possibly know what goes on in his mind?
Jack Ryan: I know Ramius, General. He's nearly a legend in the submarine community.

Jeffrey Pelt: Okay, when do you leave?
Jack Ryan: [laughing] Wait a minute! The General was right. I am not field personnel, I am only an analyst.
Jeffrey Pelt: You're perfect.

Jack Ryan: [to Captain Bart Mancuso] Give the man a chance.

Capt. Bart Mancuso: Mr. Ryan...
Jack Ryan: He's defecting.
Capt. Bart Mancuso: And he can't change his mind?
Jack Ryan: He's not going to change his mind.
Capt. Bart Mancuso: Are you willing to bet your life on that?

Jeffrey Pelt: I can't ask any of these characters to go. One, they don't believe in it. Two, they'd never stake their reputation on a hunch. Whereas you...
Jack Ryan: ...are expendable.
Jeffrey Pelt: Something like that.

[to himself, just before being lowered off a helicopter]
Jack Ryan: Next time, Jack, write a goddamn memo.

[Ryan is on board a plane experiencing violent turbulence]
Navigator C-2A: What's the matter Commander? You don't like flying, huh? Aw, this is nothing! You should've been with us five, six months ago! Whoa! You talk about puke! We ran into a hailstorm over the Sea of Japan. Everybody's retching their guts out! The pilot shot his lunch all over the windshield, and I barfed on the radio! Shorted it out completely! And it wasn't that lightweight stuff either, it was that chunky industrial weight puke!
[offers him the candy bar he's been eating]
Navigator C-2A: Hey, you want a bite?
Jack Ryan: Jack, next time you get a bright idea just put it in a memo!

Jack Ryan: Is there a way you could get me on board the Dallas?
Admiral Josh Painter: What the hell for?
Jack Ryan: I think that Captain Mancuso has found the Red October.

[about Ramius]
Jack Ryan: Has he made any Crazy Ivans?
Capt. Bart Mancuso: What difference does that make?
Jack Ryan: Because his next one is going to be to starboard.
Capt. Bart Mancuso: Why? Because his last was to port?
Jack Ryan: No. Because he always goes to starboard in the bottom half of the hour.
[Mancuso looks at a clock, and sees it's near the half-hour mark]

Captain Ramius: There's one thing you haven't yet asked me: why?
Jack Ryan: Well, I thought you would tell me when you felt ready.
Captain Ramius: Well, there are those who believe that we should attack the United States first. Settle everything in one moment. Red October was built for that purpose.

Jack Ryan: Where are we going, anyway?
Admiral James Greer: Briefing for Jeffrey Pelt, the President's National Security Advisor. Most of the Joint Chiefs will be there, along with a few other people.
Jack Ryan: Who's giving the briefing?
Admiral James Greer: You are.

Captain Ramius: Ryan, sit here.
Jack Ryan: I'm not a Naval officer! I'm with the CIA!
Captain Ramius: CIA?
Jack Ryan: I'm not an agent, I just write books for the CIA!
Captain Ramius: Whatever. Sit here and do exactly what I tell you.

Jack Ryan: [after a torpedo broke up harmlessly on the Red October's hull] What just happened?
Capt. Bart Mancuso: Combat tactics, Mr. Ryan. Ramius closed the gap before the torpedo could arm itself.
Jack Ryan: So that's it?
Captain Ramius: Not quite. Right now, Tupolev is disarming all safety measures so that the next torpedo will arm immediately. He won't make the same mistake twice.

Jack Ryan: [thinking out loud - while slamming his hand on the table] You son of a bitch!
Jeffrey Pelt: [Mildly] You want to add something to our discussion, Doctor Ryan?

Jack Ryan: Could you launch an ICBM horizontally?
Skip Tyler: Sure. Why would you want to?

Jack Ryan: [catches Loganov in the act of hot wiring an ICBM] A goddamn cook!
Jack Ryan: [switches to Russian] Ostav' eto v pokoye! (Leave it alone!)

Jack Ryan: I've got a line on those doors. You know what they are?
Admiral James Greer: A nearly silent propulsion system?
Jack Ryan: [taken aback] How did you know that?
Admiral James Greer: The captain of the sub we had following her radioed in. Thing up and disappeared right in front of 'em.


Patriot Games (1992)
Admiral Greer: Excuse me, Jack, tell me one thing in life that is absolutely for certain.
Jack Ryan: My daughter's love.

[discussing satellite surveillance of the terrorist training camps in North Africa]
Jack Ryan: The people in those camps know probably better than we do exactly what time the satellite's going to pass overhead. And Marty... unless you authorize us to retask those satellites so we can get a look before they're overhead from the side, we are never gonna know which camp they're at.
Marty Cantor: Jack, do you have any idea how big a deal it is to retask those satellites?
Jack Ryan: [gives him a stern look] Yeah!

Sean Miller: How's the family, Ryan? Nearly lost 'em, didn't you? It's easy to get at them. You should look after your family better, you know? Are you there?
Jack Ryan: Yeah.
Sean Miller: I understand your little girl's feeling better, eh? Lost her spleen though, eh? Pity, that. Make it a mighty tough on her to fight off infection, eh Jacky?
Jack Ryan: You sick son of a bitch!

[showing Marty some pictures of the woman they're after, provided by Paddy O'Neil]
Jack Ryan: Paddy O'Neil can sleep at night. In fact, he probably enjoys the irony. She's not Irish; she's English.

[about Paddy O'Neil and the pictures he provided to Jack]
Marty Cantor: You tell O'Neil that you're looking for a girl, he gives you the pictures of a girl. He obliges you to get you off his back. And you believe him?
Jack Ryan: I didn't tell him I was looking for a girl, Marty.

Jack Ryan: [to CIA Agent Geoffrey Watkins who turned out to be a mole, and has already been shot once] Want me to start with the other knee?

[first lines]
Jack Ryan: [answering machine answers] Sorry, we can't come to the phone right now. If you leave a message, we'll get back to you as soon as we can. Thanks.

Jack Ryan: Down! Get down!
Terrorist: Move in!
Jack Ryan: Get down!
[the car explodes]
Jack Ryan: Come! Get down! Keep her down!

Marty Cantor: They were moving him to Albany Prison in the Isle of Wight while it happened. We think he's left the country.
Admiral Greer: Marty, excuse me. Let's deal in what we know and not what we don't. We know he's escaped. We know it happened in Kent near the Channel. If he's left the country... Jack, listening? The chances he'd come here, that he'd try, that he could come here are so remote, I have trouble even saying it.
Jack Ryan: And yet your first instinct was to come all the way here and tell me.

Robby: So, you just waded on in like John Wayne. Why'd you do it? What were you thinking, man?
Jack Ryan: I don't know. I wasn't thinking.
Robby: That's it? You sound like some of my students.
Jack Ryan: It just pissed me off. I couldn't just stand there and watch him shoot those people right in front of me. It was... rage. Pure rage... Just made me mad.
Robby: Here's hoping you never get mad at me, man.

Jack Ryan: [to the attacker] Where's Sean Miller? Where's Sean Miller?

Jack Ryan: What about my daughter?
Doctor: Let's sit down for a moment.
Jack Ryan: No, talk to me.
Doctor: It will be a while before we know. Maybe in the morning.

Cathy Ryan: Where's Sally?
Jack Ryan: She's in the recovery room, honey. They're watching her. We'll know in seven or eight hours.
[sobs]
Jack Ryan: They had to remove her spleen. She's in pretty bad shape.

Jack Ryan: I am telling you I want back in!

Jack Ryan: Listen! Who are we looking for here, huh? IRA terrorists or some ultra-violent faction of the IRA, fighting the cause their way? Jimmy O'Reardon checked into a hotel with a woman with long red hair. Long red hair! This is who we should be looking for! We find her... we'll find him.

Cathy Ryan: It was him wasn't it? He's never gonna leave us alone.
Jack Ryan: He'll never get that close to us again, honey. That's why he calls in the middle of the night. It's all he can do.
Cathy Ryan: You get him, Jack. I don't care what you have to do. Just get him.

Jack Ryan: Bring up Camp Eighteen again. Tighten on the camp here.

Jack Ryan: I'm not after your job, Marty. I'm after the man who tried to kill my family.

Jack Ryan: Where are you taking me, Marty?
Marty Cantor: It's you who have taken us, Jack...
Woman: Satellite now entering target area.
Marty Cantor: ...Into battle.
Woman: Enlargement Sector Four. Airborne Support approaching target area. E.T.A. Thirty five seconds.

Jack Ryan: I want to know where Sean Miller and Kevin O'Donnell are.
Paddy O'Neil: [scoffs] Let me try and understand this. You want me to sell out my fellow lrishmen to you? I don't think you understand me at all.
Jack Ryan: Oh, l think l do.
Paddy O'Neil: Listen! l don't give a damn what they've done. But the day l sell out my own people is the day l'll put a bullet through my head.
Jack Ryan: So, that's it then?
Paddy O'Neil: That's it. You know on second thought maybe I won't have a drink with you
Jack Ryan: Fine. I'll go home.
Paddy O'Neil: Have a nice trip.
Jack Ryan: I'll go home and call all the news stations! Invite them into my daughter's hospital ward. Give them what they want!
Jack Ryan: [Gets in O'Neil's face] I don't give a shit whether you did it or not. But if you don't help me, I will put such a stranglehold on your gun money that your boys will be out in the streets throwing rocks! I will *fucking* destroy you! I will make it my mission in life!

[discussing Cathy Ryan's pregnancy]
Sally Ryan: I don't have any say in this, do I?
Jack Ryan: Sure, you do, honey. This is a family. Everybody's got a say.
Sally Ryan: But my say's after the fact. Or am I wrong?
Jack Ryan: Uhh... no, you're right.
Sally Ryan: Michaela really despises her little sister.
Jack Ryan: Yeah? Well, ready for this? It could be even worse. It could be a baby brother.
Sally Ryan: [rolls her eyes] Oh, no. Boys...


Clear and Present Danger (1994)
Jack Ryan: I didn't sign up for this. This is someone's bullshit political agenda. Who authorized this? Cutter?
Ritter: Cutter couldn't tie his own shoes without permission.
Jack Ryan: If I go down you're coming with me.
Ritter: Wrong again. I have an *autographed get-out-of-jail-free card*! "The President of the United States authorizes Deputy Director of the CIA Robert Ritter to conduct 'Operation Reciprocity' including all necessary funding and support. This action is deemed important to the national security of the United States etcetera, etcetera, etcetera." You don't *have* one of these, do you Jack?
[as Ryan walks away]
Ritter: Gray! The world is gray, Jack!

The President: So go down there, establish it.
Jack Ryan: Go down where?
The President: Colombia.
Jack Ryan: Who, me?

Ritter: Jack, computer theft is a serious crime.
[hangs up the phone]
Jack Ryan: [to himself] So are crimes against the Constitution.

Jack Ryan: You're going to jail, pal!
Ritter: [seeing Ryan holding a piece of paper] What is that? What is it you *think* you have there?
Jack Ryan: You broke the law.
Ritter: You are *such* a Boy Scout! You see everything in black and white!
Jack Ryan: No, no, no! Not black and white Ritter, *right* and *wrong*!

[Jack needs a helicopter]
Jack Ryan: I'm here to rent the Huey.
Helicopter owner: We don't rent it anymore, but it is for sale.
Jack Ryan: How much?
Helicopter owner: Two million dollars.
Jack Ryan: Uh, my pilot and I will have to take it for a test drive.
Helicopter owner: Of course, you just have to leave a deposit.
Jack Ryan: How much is that?
Helicopter owner: Two million dollars.
Jack Ryan: Umm...
[Shows a CIA business card]
Jack Ryan: Would you take a company check?

Clark: Hey, get out of my chopper!
Jack Ryan: No, no - *my* chopper.
[Hands Clark receipt]

The President: How dare you come in here and lecture me!
Jack Ryan: How dare *you*, sir!
The President: How dare you come into this office and bark at me like some little junkyard dog? I am the President of the United States!

The President: [on who gets punished for 'Reciprocity'] You'll take the blame. Cutter and Ritter will take some too, but it won't amount to much. They'll get a slap on the wrist and $20,000 an hour on the lecture circuit. The rest, you'll dump on Greer. Yes, you'll take him down with you. You'll *destroy* his reputation. But it won't go any further than that. It's the ol' Potomac two-step, Jack.
Jack Ryan: I'm sorry, Mr. President, I don't dance.

[Entering the White House grounds]
Jack Ryan: Uh, where do I park?

Jack Ryan: [confronting Ritter on "Reciprocity"] Why was I kept out if it?
Ritter: You weren't kept out of it, you're NECK DEEP in it! You went before Congress and you got the money for it!

Jack Ryan: Who authorized this?
Ritter: I'm sure they'll ask you that.
Jack Ryan: Who authorized it?
Ritter: I have no recollection, Senator

Jack Ryan: Said anything yet?
FBI Agent Dan Murray: Yeah. "We're innocent."
Jack Ryan: Till the D.A. offers them a deal.
FBI Agent Dan Murray: He already has. Regular or extra crispy. He was either referring to fried chicken or the electric chair.


Jack Ryan: Shadow Recruit (2014)
Viktor Cherevin: You Americans like to think of yourselves as direct, but I wonder if perhaps you are just rude.
Jack Ryan: You Russians think of yourselves as poets but perhaps you're just touchy.

Jack Ryan: [to Harper, while arguing with Cathy] Can we have a... a-a-a minute, please ?
William Harper: No, you can't.
Cathy Muller: I would like to talk to Jack alone.
William Harper: This is geopolitics. It's not couples therapy.

Jack Ryan: You didn't pick this life. I did.
Cathy Muller: But I picked you.

[first lines]
Jack Ryan: Hey, what's going on?
Student: In there. It's on the news.

[last lines]
President: And what's your name, son?
Jack Ryan: Ryan, Mr. President. Jack Ryan.

Jack Ryan: [collapsing on his crutches] I don't like you very much, doctor.
Cathy Muller: I'm not a doctor. I'm a 3rd-year med student who is four credits short in P.T. until you decide to walk.

Jack Ryan: Jesus, you weren't kidding. You *are* in the CIA.
William Harper: Somebody has to be.

Jack Ryan: Do you know what happened three years ago today?
Cathy Muller: You agreed to stop wearing cargo shorts?

William Harper: [waiting to see the president] Any way you can get that boy-scout-on-a-field-trip look off your face?
Jack Ryan: [big smile] Not a chance.
William Harper: That's what I like about you.

Jack Ryan: I'm in the CIA.
Cathy Muller: Thank God. I thought you were having an affair.

William Harper: I want to send you back to school to finish your doctorate, then you'll join financial intelligence as an analyst. You'll work in a series of private banks on Wall Street while you'll use your position to uncover funding for terror groups.
Jack Ryan: Covertly.
William Harper: Yep. So, you have to keep it to yourself. Your employers won't know you work for us; the people you love won't know you do, either. It's gonna get lonely but... it's how we like to do things.


The Sum of All Fears (2002)
[en route to Russia]
Cabot: Jack... Jack, what are you doing?
Jack: Oh... I had a date tonight, so I had to call and cancel...
Cabot: Well, don't be stupid! Tell her where you're going. In fact, tell her who you work for. She'll be impressed.
Jack: [to Cathy, over the phone] OK. I work for the CIA, and the Director asked me at the last minute to come with him to Russia with him to do a nuclear arms inspection. Hello?
Cathy: That is so lame.
Jack: No, I swear, it's because of the START treaty, we get to inspect to make sure they're really decommissioning their nuclear arsenal...
[Cathy hangs up]
Jack: Hello... hello?
[Cabot starts laughing]
Jack: Thanks. Thanks a lot.

Jack Ryan: I don't go on the, you know, missions, I just write reports for the CIA.
John Clark: Then write a report about it.

Cabot: Are you Ryan?
Jack Ryan: Yes, sir.
Cabot: What is this? The Paper Chase?
Jack Ryan: Sir, my ah...
Cabot: Well come on, were late.

Jack Ryan: General, the President is basing his decisions on some really bad information right now. And if you shut me out, your family, and my family, and twenty-five million other families will be dead in thirty minutes.

Bill Cabot: [at the stadium in Baltimore; answers his cell phone] Yeah, this is Cabot.
Jack: [in a helicopter near Baltimore] The bomb is in play! Dylan's called the AFRAT team! They're meeting me at the docks in twenty minutes! We're going to see if we can find it!
Bill Cabot: Docks? What docks?
Jack: Baltimore!
Bill Cabot: You're breaking up! What did you say?
Jack: [static over cell phone] ... altimore!
Bill Cabot: Look, I'm losing you! I'll call you back from...
Jack: BALTIMORE!... Sir?
Bill Cabot: [stands up and takes a long look around stadium, then shouts to the Secret Service agents] John! Reggie! Let's go! Let's go!

[arguing about the Russian President's health]
Jack: I'm just saying Zorkin's putting on weight. Really, I don't know why you guys have to reduce everything to sex. It's just disgusting.

[Jack is negotiating with President Nemerov over the Hot Line]
Jack: Sir, I know you. I know you had nothing to do with the Baltimore bomb, and you sure as hell know you didn't! But you're still about to launch a nuclear strike against us! This no longer has anything to do with Baltimore! Now it's about fear! Our fear of your missiles, your fear of our subs, fear of being weak, fear of making a mistake... the same fear of the other guy that had us build these goddamn bombs in the first place!

[last lines]
Anatoli Grushkov: A modest gift got your engagement.
Cathy: He just asked me this morning.
Jack: We, uh, we haven't told anybody. How did you... how could you possibly know?
Anatoli Grushkov: [gives a jovial shrug and walks away]