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Scott Pritchard: [Brandishing a pistol] You have no idea what men of power can do!

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Susan Atwell: It's David Brice, Secretary of Defense. Satisfied?

Tom Farrell: You know I work for Brice?

Susan Atwell: I guess that makes two of us.

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Tom Farrell: Who are these men?

Scott Pritchard: They're associated with Special Forces.

Tom Farrell: What? What does that mean?

Scott Pritchard: It means that they are associated with Special Forces.

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Susan Atwell: Are you one of them?

Tom Farrell: One of what?

Susan Atwell: These hypocrites. All posh and shiny getting ready for four more years of ramming it to the rest of us.

Tom Farrell: You're pretty cynical.

Susan Atwell: Adequate to the occasion.

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[the band has started playing ''D'ya think I'm Sexy' by Rod Stewart and two people start disco dancing]

Susan Atwell: We've got a potential nausea situation building here!

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[Tom and Susan are making out in the limo when Tom notices the driver is watching them]

Tom Farrell: What's your name?

Bill the Limo driver: Bill.

Tom Farrell: Hi Bill. Could you close the slide, please.

Bill the Limo driver: Uh, sure.

Susan Atwell: [as the window goes up] Sorry, Bill.

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Quartermaster: We've got a Soviet submarine out there. Captain wants us to track it 'til morning.

Tom Farrell: Good. It'll give us a chance to test the depth charges.

Quartermaster: Yeah. That'll be the day.

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Defense Secretary David Brice: [to Scott, who's arrived late] Order some breakfast! It's the most important meal of the day. You should take better care of yourself.

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[Contra has chased Tom right up to the Secretary's Office when they are stopped by the MPs]

Tom Farrell: [to nearest MP] I am your superior officer and I am giving you a direct order to *arrest this man*!

Contra #2: I have orders from Pritchard!

Tom Farrell: DO IT!

Contra #2: I have my orders from Pritchard!

Tom Farrell: [to Contra] SHUT UP!

[Tom kicks Contra 2 in the groin. Contra is dragged away by the MPs]

Tom Farrell: And if he resists, SHOOT HIM!

MP: Yes, sir!

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Scott Pritchard: Tom is the one who saw you at Susan's. He's known about you all along, isn't that right? We do know what that means. If Commander Farrell is the man who was with Miss Atwell, then Commander Farrell is the man who killed Miss Atwell. And we know that the man who killed Miss Atwell is Yuri. Therefore, Commander Farrell IS Yuri, quod erat demonstrandum.

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[Scott Pritchard has committed suicide and Major Donavan has just stormed into Brice's office]

Defense Secretary David Brice: Your search is over, Major!

Maj. Donovan: [looking at Scott's corpse] Is that...?

Defense Secretary David Brice: He shot himself!

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David: [after the computer has finished regenerating the Polaroid negative] Hey, take a look at this. Somebody get Donovan down here! It's Commander Farrell.

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Schiller: In the Philippines when you passed that bag of underwear, Moscow was not amused! I should have acted then. But now it is no longer possible for you to remain United States. This bizarre incident has given them their Yuri, Evgeny Segevich.

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Scott Pritchard: [about Brice] He's the most extraordinary person I've ever met in my life. If it came to it, I'd lay down my life for him.

Tom Farrell: Is that a job requirement?

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CIA Director Marshall: What's all this top secret business I've been hearing about over at the Pentagon?

Kevin O'Brien: Here's what we do have. CID is running a phone check. They're looking for all calls placed to a Susan Atwell.

CIA Director Marshall: Who's she?

Kevin O'Brien: Well, she's in the morgue at Fort Meade. She was murdered last night.

CIA Director Marshall: We know anything about it?

Kevin O'Brien: Get ready for this. We think she's either David Brice's or Scott Pritchard's mistress. Well she was seen with both of them.

[Marshall laughs ironically]

Kevin O'Brien: It didn't seem a high priority matter, so my people have been a little lax in following it up.

CIA Director Marshall: Well, spilt milk.

[Wryly laughing]

CIA Director Marshall: And you can forget about Pritchard. He's homosexual.

Kevin O'Brien: I'll be damned.

CIA Director Marshall: Ah, so will he, if you believe the Old Testament.

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Scott Pritchard: I am tired of weakness! I am faced with a grave problem, and I intend to resolve it quickly and cleanly.

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Tom Farrell: [one of the Contras tries to follow Farrell into the bathroom] I would rather do this myself. You can listen if you want to.

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Sam Hesselman: [looking at Susan's murder evidence] Who is this bimbo, anyway?

Tom Farrell: She's dead.

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Defense Secretary David Brice: [to Farrell] As my assistant you will function as liaison under Scott's supervision between this office and the Intelligence Community.

[laughs]

Defense Secretary David Brice: Calling that collection of piranhas a community is one of life's ironies.

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Schiller: [Final lines referring to Farrell] Let him go. He will return. Where else does he have to go?

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Susan Atwell: [to man gawking at her cleavage] If you want to look down my dress, you better grow a few inches.

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Tom Farrell: [Sarcastically about Brice] He has great warmth.

Scott Pritchard: He's a genius. The normal rules don't apply.

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Susan Atwell: [as Brice is approaching the house] I-I'm begging you. Please just go now out the back door. I-I'm sorry. It's...

Tom Farrell: When I go, it'll be through the front door.

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Defense Secretary David Brice: [Panicking and throwing papers at scott] This is insane, It's out of control. Your cover story's not going to hold water.

Scott Pritchard: Yes, it will, but you have to have more moral courage.

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Scott Pritchard: That was a stupid, *stupid* thing you did!

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Susan Atwell: [Susan walks through a metal detector at a ball] Thank God its not a bullshit detector or none of us would get in.

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Tom Farrell: Let's get out of here.

Susan Atwell: My date's not going to like that much. But what the hell, his wife will be delighted.

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Susan Atwell: I'll call you later tonight.

Tom Farrell: I'll wait by the phone.

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Defense Secretary David Brice: [Tom, discovering Susan's dead suddenly needs to leave Brice's office] Cmdr Farrell, are we boring you?

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