The Poseidon Adventure (1972)
[Steam covers the escape route. Looking up]
Reverend Frank Scott: What more do you want of us? We've come all this way, no thanks to you. We did it on our own, no help from you.
[moves closer to steam valve]
Reverend Frank Scott: We did ask you to fight for us but damn it, don't fight against us! Leave us alone! How many more sacrifices? How much more blood?
[jumps to steam valve. Steam burns his hands as he hangs there]
Reverend Frank Scott: How many more lives?
[Starts turning valve]
Reverend Frank Scott: Belle wasn't enough. Acres wasn't. Now this girl! You want another life? Then take me!
[Steam stops. Turns on valve to face survivors]
Reverend Frank Scott: You can make it. Keep going. Rogo! Get them through.
[falls into flaming water below]
Mrs. Linda Rogo: I saw a young officer on deck the other day, and he looked DAMN familiar... even with his clothes on.
Mike Rogo: So... he recognized ya, so?
Mrs. Linda Rogo: So doesn't that bother you?
Mike Rogo: If it bothered me, I wouldn'ta married ya.
Mrs. Linda Rogo: Well first you arrested me six times.
Mike Rogo: Well I had to figure out some way to keep you off the streets... until you'd marry me.
Nurse Gina Rowe: They're suppositories Mr Rogo. You don't swallow them.
Mike Rogo: Then what the hell do you do with them?
Linda Rogo: For Christ's sake! I know what to do with suppositories. Just get them outta here!
Nonnie Parry: [Deck behind the group is flooding rapidly] How long will we stay afloat?
James Martin: Long enough
Robin Shelby: The Andrea Doria stayed afloat 10 hours before she sank.
Mike Rogo: You took from me the only thing I ever loved in the whole world, my Linda.
Mr. Manny Rosen: I want to stay with her a little longer.
Reverend Frank Scott: You've got one minute.
Captain Harrison: [discussing the approching wave] It seems to be piling up in those shallows... By the way, happy New Year.
First Officer Larsen: Thank you, sir. Same to you.
Captain Harrison: [returning to the conversation] What's its speed?
First Officer Larsen: 60 knots, sir.
Captain Harrison: It must be mountainous...
Reverend Frank Scott: Give her your shirt.
Mike Rogo: My shirt?
Linda Rogo: Come on!
Mike Rogo: Linda, next time you put something on, like I told you to put on!
Linda Rogo: Just shoot me Mike. For Christ's sake just shoot me!
Reverend Frank Scott: Through the kitchens and go deeper and deeper in the ship till we reach the hull. That way!
Mike Rogo: And you just kick out the botton and we swim ashore, huh?
Linda Rogo: Or maybe you could yell 'This is the police' and it'll open right up!
Mike Rogo: Don't be a smartass!
Mike Rogo: Linda, Linda honey, you all right?
Mrs. Linda Rogo: Hi... where the hell have you been?
Mike Rogo: Where do you think? Flying around on my ass.
James Martin: What'll I tell the others?
Mike Rogo: Tell 'em to break out their hymnals and start singing "Nearer My God To Thee" !
Robin Shelby: Sis? Susan!
Susan Shelby: Robin! Reverend Scott!
[Everyone looks up and sees Susan clinging to the underside of a table]
Susan Shelby: [frightened] Can you help me?
Robin Shelby: How'd you get up there, sis?
Susan Shelby: That's a stupid question!
Captain Harrison: [over intercom to radio room] Martin!
Martin, Wireless Operator: Yes, sir!
Captain Harrison: Get off a Mayday!
Martin, Wireless Operator: [puzzled] A Mayday, sir?
Captain Harrison: That's right, I said Mayday. Mayday, Mayday, Mayday!
Robin Shelby: I'm sorry Mrs. Rosen, I didn't mean it to sound like that.
Mrs. Belle Rosen: What, I miss something?
Robin Shelby: When I said I helped my dad pull in a 600 pound swordfish. I didn't mean that I thought you weighed that much.
Mrs. Belle Rosen: All that's going on and THAT'S what you're worried about?
Robin Shelby: Sure, what else?
Mrs. Belle Rosen: You're a good boy.
Robin Shelby: Tell my sister.
Linda Rogo: [Yelling to Mike from inside the bathroom] Will you shut up, i'm busy in here!
[Sound of the toilet flushing]
Reverend Frank Scott: So what resolution should we make for the new year? It's to let God know that you have the guts and the will to do it alone. Resolve to fight for yourselves, and for others, for those you love. And that part of God within you will be fighting with you all the way.
Linda Rogo: I'm going next. So if ole' fat ass gets stuck, I won't get stuck behind her.
Purser: For God's sake, Reverend, what you're doing is suicide!
Reverend Frank Scott: We're cut off from the rest of the world. They can't get to us. Maybe we can get to them. You've said enough, now get out of the way.
Purser: Pray for us, but don't do this!
[to the others]
Purser: Climbing to another deck will kill you all!
Reverend Frank Scott: And sitting on our butts is not going to help us either. Maybe by climbing out of here, we can save ourselves. If you've got any sense, you'll come along with us.
Reverend Frank Scott: If you don't come with us, her death is meaningless.
Mrs. Belle Rosen: You see, Mr. Scott? In the water I'm a very skinny lady.
Robin Shelby: Why don't you shove it.
Susan Shelby: Don't you ever say that to me again.
Robin Shelby: Shove it. Shove it. Shove it.
Mike Rogo: You! Preacher! Murderer! I started to believe in your promises, that we had a chance. What chance?
Reverend Frank Scott: I said I was gonna get everybody out of here and goddamit I'm gonna do it!
Linda Rogo: Well, what do you want us to do?
Mike Rogo: This is the first trip since we got married, you know.
Linda Rogo: Yeah, and why we didn't fly I'll never know.
Mr. Linarcos: I did not suggest full ahead, Captain. As the new owner's representative on this ship, I ordered it!
Captain Harrison: Damn it man, the Poseidon is too fine a lady to be rushed to the junkyard on her last voyage!
Mr. Linarcos: We're already three days behind schedule! And it's costing my consortium thousands of dollars every day to maintain a wrecking crew. I demand we dock Monday night!
Captain Harrison: And I can't afford to gamble with the lives of my passengers!
Mr. Linarcos: Your business is to deliver this ship, where we want it, WHEN we want it!
Captain Harrison: Running an unstable ship at full ahead is dangerous!
Mr. Linarcos: I'm sure...
Captain Harrison: Especially one as old as this!
Mr. Linarcos: I'm sure I don't have to remind you of my legal right to have you relieved of command. Three other officers aboard this ship have their Master's License. Now, order Full Ahead!
Mr. Manny Rosen: She has this illusion, always thinks she's too fat.
Mrs. Belle Rosen: Remember Manny, if I get stuck, push.
Linda Rogo: So that's the cat this ship is named after, huh?
Captain Harrison: That's right, Mrs Rogo. The Greek God Poseidon. God of storms, tempests, earthquakes and other miscellaneous natural disasters. Quite an ill-tempered fellow.
Reverend Frank Scott: Are you gonna give us a hand, Mr Rogo?
Mike Rogo: No. Didn't you hear what that Purser said. He said to stay here and keep calm. Help will be here, and I'm staying right here.
Linda Rogo: There he goes, that's my old man.
Mike Rogo: Look Linda.
Linda Rogo: Everything by the book.
Mike Rogo: You better watch your language, Preacher. You sound like you come from the slum or something.
Linda Rogo: You son-of-a-bitch! Go help him!
Mike Rogo: You weren't on the streets that lon! How many guys did you know! Do youn realise how slim even one of those characters is on this boat!
Linda Rogo: You don't have to shout!
Mike Rogo: I said do you realise...
Linda Rogo: I HEARD WHAT YOU SAID!
Mike Rogo: Wait a minute! This is no goddamn engine room!
Linda Rogo: Then where the Hell are we?
Reverend Frank Scott: There was a corridor leading to the engine room.
Mr. Manny Rosen: But now it's underwater.
Reverend Frank Scott: All right. We'll swim through it. Give me the rope.
Linda Rogo: You've gotta be kidding!
Mike Rogo: She's right. If the corridor's underwater what about the engine room?
Reverend Frank Scott: It's in the clear. It's one deck up. It's above us. We'll swim through the bulkhead, down a short corridor and up a companionway. It can't be more than thirty five feet at the most.
Linda Rogo: Oh, is that all!
Reverend Frank Scott: We can do it. Trust me, we can do it!
Mr. Manny Rosen: Something must have happened to them. I tell you. Belle would have signalled!
Mike Rogo: Okay. That does it. I'm going through to find out what's happened.
Linda Rogo: Oh no you're not! You'll drown too!
Mr. Manny Rosen: Let me go, Mr Rogo. It's my wife!
Linda Rogo: Let him go, Mike!
Mike Rogo: I'm going through. All of you stay put till I get back.
Linda Rogo: Mike, please!
Mike Rogo: Take it easy, baby. I'll be back.
Reverend Frank Scott: Lets make a toast.
Linda Rogo: Great. What will we drink to?
Reverend Frank Scott: To Love.
Linda Rogo: Here here. To love. To Love. To Love, dummy!
Mike Rogo: Oh.
Mr. Manny Rosen: He's right Mrs Rogo, there are air pockets all over this ship.
Linda Rogo: Air pockets?
Mr. Manny Rosen: Yes, just because that deck flooded doesn't mean this one will.
Linda Rogo: Shut up! Shut up! C'mon get up this goddamned ramp!
James Martin: Nobody can be as composed as you are Mrs Rogo.
Mrs. Belle Rosen: You see, swimming through corridors and up and down stairwells I'm the only one trained to do things like that.
Linda Rogo: Will you shut up?
Captain Harrison: [to Mr. Linarcos] You irresponsible bastard.
Robin Shelby: The third engineer promised to show me the propeller shaft!
Chief Engineer Joe: Chief here. Go ahead.
Captain Harrison: Joe, what the hell's going on down there? Is there nothing more you can do with those stabilizers?
Chief Engineer Joe: There's nothing wrong with the stabilizers, so there's nothing more I can do with them. Besides, I've got my hands full with this pump! You know damn well what the trouble is - it's the bastard Linarcos!
Captain Harrison: Would you care to repeat yourself? He's standing right here.
Chief Engineer Joe: Good! I hope he heard me!
Mrs. Belle Rosen: Mr. Scott, a fat woman like me cannot climb.
Reverend Frank Scott: [after giving Belle a boost up the tree] Excuse me for getting so personal, Mrs. Rosen.
Mrs. Belle Rosen: What else could you do? Mrs. Peter Pan I'm not.
Mr. Manny Rosen: My wife can't stand to see anybody not married.
Mrs. Belle Rosen: No, it comes from caring.
Terry: Susan, would you like to dance?
[Susan is staring at Reverend Scott, enraptured]
Robin Shelby: [nudging Susan] Sis!
[Susan turns around and smiles at Terry]
Terry: I was just asking... if you'd like to dance.
Susan Shelby: Yes, I'd like to.
[Susan takes her party hat off and goes to dance with Terry]
Reverend Frank Scott: [Rogo has refused to help move the Christmas tree] You get your ass down here with us, mister, right away.
Mike Rogo: Hey... You oughta watch your language, Preacher. You sound like you come from the slum, or somethin'!
Linda Rogo: You son of a bitch, go help him!
Mike Rogo: You! Preacher! You lyin', murderin', son of a bitch! You took from me the one thing I loved in the whole world! My Linda!
Linda Rogo: He only invited us because you're a Detective Lieutenant. Why don't you just go without me!
Mike Rogo: And what am I supposed to do at midnight? Kiss the Captain?
Linda Rogo: Don't knock it!
Mrs. Belle Rosen: All you need is a pretty wife.
James Martin: I think perhaps I've been a bachelor too long.
Mrs. Belle Rosen: Sure, you're too busy taking all those pills.
Mike Rogo: I think what I don't like about you, Scott, is your attitude. Or does it go deeper than that?
Reverend Frank Scott: Maybe we're two of a kind, Mr. Rogo. You don't like looking at yourself.