Deep Rising (1998)
Treat Williams: John Finnegan
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Quotes
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[repeated line; just before something bad happens]
Finnegan : Now what?
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Mulligan : [the remaining six survivors are in the galley] I say we stay right here!
Trillian St. James : Are you insane?
Pantucci : No man, he's right. There's plenty of food here. We can hold out until they rescue us.
Canton : They're right. This is the galley for the crew, it was built to be almost entirely airtight in case of fire. With these hatches closed there's no way those things co get in here.
Hanover : You wanna wind up in jail, Mulligan?
Mulligan : Better that than in the belly of one of those things!
Finnegan : I don't care what you do but I'm gonna keep on goin', It's our only chance.
Mulligan : [Points his gun at him and keeps him away from the door] Back off. They're wiping us out one at a time. I say we make a stand. Right here... .right now.
Pantucci : The whole damn ship's infested Finnegan. We're not gonna make it back to the boat anyways!
Finnegan : I'm not staying down here and that's a fact. Now back off that hatch.
Mulligan : [Hold the gun up to Finnegan's face] I'll do it. I'll do it. I swear to god I'll kill you! I'm not mucking about here!
Pantucci : Don't get hasty, man.
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Finnegan : [Hanover's goons are beating up Pantucci] We got a contract: 20 hours out and back. You beat my engine man to death, it's gonna take a hell of a lot longer - which is ok by me since overtime'll cost you double rate!
Hanover : He was nosing around in my cargo!
Finnegan : Ok, so he's nosy.
Hanover : Contract was "no questions asked."
Mason : Yo, fellas, I vote we kick this lil' piece of shit overboard!
Mamooli : Well, I vote we kill him!
Mulligan : I vote we kill him, then throw him overboard!
Finnegan : Well, we don't vote here, it's NOT a democracy.
[one of the goons hits Pantucci]
Finnegan : Ok, I'll say it one more time for the hearing impaired...
[hits one of them, points his harpoon gun at Mamooli, a standoff ensues]
Finnegan : [long pause] This could be messy...
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Trillian St. James : What the hell are these things?
Finnegan : Real unfriendly.
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Finnegan : [the rad stops working] Son of a bitch. Pantucci!
Pantucci : [Stands up and hits his head] Ow! shit man!
Finnegan : [On headset] I'm flyin' blind up here, brainiac. I thought you fixed the radar.
Pantucci : It's a little temperamental, you have to be gentle.
Finnegan : Gentle, my ass. The whole system just crapped out on me.
Pantucci : Killed off by your negative vibes no doubt.
Finnegan : No doubt.
[Finnegan hits the radar, which sends sparks flying at the box that Joeys at and makes him jump]
Pantucci : Are you hitting that thing again?
Finnegan : ...No?
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Finnegan : Anything I want?
Trillian St. James : Anything you want.
Finnegan : Can you get me a cold beer?
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Hanover : [Mulligan stands in front of the hatch door to the galley, and keeps them away from it] We're not staying here, Mulligan!
Mulligan : I say we are!
[Holds his assault rifle up to Hanover's face, Hanover holds his handgun up to Mulligan's face]
Mulligan : Last stand, eh? We'll kick ass and take names!
Hanover : You back off right now, soldier... before I put you down!
Finnegan : [after a few moments of silence] I once saw a guy put a fish in a bottle. Then he corked it, sealed it tight, and threw it to a baby octopus. Now the octopus, he felt his way all around that bottle. And in less than two minutes, he got the cork off, slid inside, and ate the fish.
Pantucci : And the moral of this story is...?
Trillian St. James : We're the fish. Listen... the ship's already starting to sink. What if they don't get here in time? I don't wanna drown..
Pantucci : Yeah.
Finnegan : Look Mulligan. You can do whatever you want. But I am gonna get my ass to the surface... and pray to God my boat is still there, and those things aren't crawlin' all over it. And then I am gonna bail the hell outta here!
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Finnegan : Well, it looks like we're stuck on this island.
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Finnegan : This is turning out to be one hell of a day.
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Finnegan : [First lines] How we doin' out there, Leila?
Leila : Fuck you! How you doing, my ass! I'm totally soaked out here.
Finnegan : Aw, come on now, I pay you two bucks a day, don't I?
Leila : Get off your lazy ass and come and help me!
Finnegan : Cut me some slack, will ya? I'm workin' hard too, you know.
[Plays card games on his radar computer]
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Finnegan : [Jumps down in the water behind Trillian and startles her and she fires around 35 rounds at his feet] Jesus lady, watch it, will ya?
Trillian St. James : I'm sorry! Thank god you're alive.
Finnegan : Damn straight I am! Let's keep it that way, huh?
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Finnegan : [after defusing a tense stand-off] That's a year off my life.
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[repeated line]
Finnegan : Hang on!
