Jason Webb: When are you going to nail him?
Mark Neuman: That depends on how much rope we give him,
Jason Webb: Lisa! This access restriction, it must be widened.
Lisa Hartmann: To whom?
Jason Webb: Hassler, Doctor Hassler!
Mark Neuman: You're serving up information on a plate. To our prime suspect.
Jason Webb: That's my responsibility. Your responsibility is this! IF he shows his hand, I don't want an arrest. Understood?
Mark Neuman: Understood.
Jason Webb: You are going to sit there and watch me take a man for one billion dollars.
John Kane: The words of an egotistical megalomaniac.
Jason Webb: Remind me to be as charitable to you when one of your rockets blows up on the pad.
Glenn Ross: You know when a rocket is ready, but you don't know when a man is ready, Kane isn't.
Jason Webb: I know more about human nature than anyone else here at EuroSEC. That's why I am in this office.
John Kane: I could grow attached to those.
Dr. Pontini: That's the idea. Now you can be hooked up to the heart, lung, and kidney machine during flight. With sedation, you'll sleep, three weeks there, and three weeks back.
John Kane: That part I'm looking forward to.
Jason Webb: Are you telling me that you don't know anyone here? Your wife? Lisa? Neuman?
Col. Glenn Ross: Only their Doppelgangers.
Jason Webb: I've been thinking John, about the second astronaut to accompany Ross.
John Kane: Well Bogemann is the obvious choice, or Mitchell.
Jason Webb: If we want just an astronaut, I agree.
John Kane: But?
Jason Webb: It occurs to me, that we need someone more flexible.
John Kane: Well they're trained to be-
Jason Webb: I mean, in terms of knowledge. Someone who could take full advantage of any findings on the new planet, no matter how bizarre or unusual they happen to be.
John Kane: You mean an astrophysicist. (a beat) Me?
Jason Webb: The idea doesn't appeal to you?
John Kane: You must be joking!
Jason Webb: It'll grow on you.
[Preparing for hibernation]
Col. Glenn Ross: See you in three weeks.
Dr. John Kane: Let's hope the alarm goes off.
Col. Glenn Ross: It'd better, you made it.
Desk Sergeant: Your pen, Doctor Hassler.
Doctor Hassler: Sorry, Sergeant.
[removes pen from pocket and hands to sergeant]
Doctor Hassler: (joking) Now my plan is ruined. You see, this is not a pen at all. It's a "secret camera".
Desk Sergeant: Better luck next time, Doctor.
Lisa Hartmann: That was a penny for your thoughts. If they are as confused as mine, perhaps sharing them will help?
Glenn Ross: Did you say a penny? Well, it's a buyer's market.
Jason Webb: We discover a NEW planet! In OUR OWN solar system! Military and scientific implications BEYOND comprehension! We ask our *friends*, for a *few* dollars, and it's "No Go!".
David Poulson: One *billion* dollars, Jason.
Jason Webb: Cheap at TWICE the price!
Sharon Ross: You went up there a man, you came back half a man.
Glenn Ross: [Holding up contraceptive pills] Maybe this is why we're not having any kids!