Fantastic Voyage (1966)

Stephen Boyd: Grant

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• [as the submarine enters the brain] 

  Dr. Duval : Yet all the suns that light the corridors of the universe shine dim before the blazing of a single thought...

  Grant : ...proclaiming in incandescent glory the myriad mind of Man.

  Dr. Michaels : Very poetic, gentlemen. Let me know when we pass the soul.

  Dr. Duval : The soul? The finite mind cannot comprehend infinity, and the soul, which comes from God, is infinite.

  Dr. Michaels : Yes, but our time isn't.

• General Carter : [after the briefing before the mission]  Any further questions? Anybody?

  Grant : Just one, General.

  General Carter : Yes, what's that?

  Grant : Where do I get a cab back to town?

• Grant : [as the team enters a door marked "Sterilization Room"]  How much can a man give to his country?

• Capt. Bill Owens : All right, Mr. Grant, you can tell them the Proteus is ready.

  Grant : The Proteus? What's that?

  Capt. Bill Owens : It's the name of this vessel; sounds better than calling it the U91035.

• Grant : Wait a minute! They can't shrink me.

  General Carter : Our miniaturizer can shrink anything.

  Grant : But I don't want to be miniaturized!

  General Carter : It's just for an hour.

  Grant : Not even for a minute!

• Grant : What happened?

  Capt. Bill Owens : Dr. Michaels... went berserk.

  Grant : Berserk nothing!

  Dr. Michaels : Grant, help! Get me out!

  Grant : [hands SCUBA gear to Owens]  Get this on, quick. If a window blows, we'll lose this air lock.

  Dr. Michaels : Grant, help. I'm trapped. Help me!

  [Grant struggles to free Michaels as he grows increasingly agitated] 

  Dr. Michaels : Can't get my... can't get my hands out. Get me out of here. My... my hands are trapped. Can't move... can't move my hands. I can't move my ha... move my hands. Can't move my hands! Get my out! Get me out of here!

  [as white corpuscles begins to envelop the submarine, Grant realizes its hopeless and turns to go, leaving Michaels trapped] 

  Dr. Michaels : Get me out! Get me out!

  [screams as he's enveloped by the corpuscles] 

• Grant : I don't mean to be inquisitive, but this 'CMDF', for all I know it could stand for the consolidated mobilization of delinquent females.

  General Carter : Combined miniature deterrent forces.

• Cora : I think it's very exciting. We're going to see things no one has ever seen before. Not just something under a microscope. Think about it.

  Grant : That's the trouble; I am. Being shrunk!

• Grant : [to Miss Peterson]  I bet you were very handy around the house. Do you cook?

• Grant : For a nice young lady you play with the damnedest toys, Miss Peterson.

  Cora : That'll teach you where to keep your hand.

• Grant : How will you know where this sub is at any particular moment?

  Col. Donald Reid : Dr. Michaels is a circulatory specialist and will act as your navigator. He'll know just where you are and you can communicate directly with us by wireless.

• Capt. Bill Owens : This craft is nuclear powered, all except for your wireless.

  Grant : All in all, quite a canoe.

  Capt. Bill Owens : Designed for e. piscatorial research - spawning habits of deep sea fish.

  Grant : That reminds me, I better spawn a radio message.

• Cora : Listen, the heart.

  Dr. Michaels : Yes, it's slowed down a great deal.

  Grant : It sounds like heavy artillery.

  Dr. Michaels : It throws down quite a barrage. Over 40 million beats in a year.

  Dr. Duval : And every beat separates a man from eternity.

• Grant : [referring to Cora--Raquel Welch]  Is the technician okay? In addition to the looks department?