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I got to change.

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William Stranix: The disk, Mr. Pitt. Guard it with your life. Mr. Pitt: Of course.

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William Stranix: Anything else you forgot to tell us about? Any other little memory losses or oversights, perhaps? Commander Krill: No other little memory losses or oversights perhaps. There's two men, one of them's locked up. And I'll take care of him... William Stranix: No, no, no. We'll handle it. Secure the galley. Send Cates, send Ziggs. Shadow: You got it. Commander Krill: This Marine's armed, Bill. I think we should send more, I'll go... William Stranix: Don't worry about it. These guys are professionals. They can handle twenty Marines, and a hundred cooks.

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William Stranix: Hear this, gentlemen: if any ships or aircraft approach within 100 miles, we will kill the crew and retaliate with everything in the ship's arsenal. Tom Breaker: Bill, this is Tom. What's going on? William Stranix: Hi, Tom! You know what's going on. I have 32 Tomahawks under my thumb, and the only think you can do about it is alert the media. Tom Breaker: You don't have the launch codes. William Stranix: Oh, uh, let me take a wild guess... (Pitt points to a monitor) Uh, 5-6-6-0-4-9, uh... 9-7-8-0? Tom Breaker: This is insane. William Stranix: Oh, be careful with that word, Tom, please!

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Tweety Bird: Any sign of Wile E. Coyote? William Stranix: No. Meet at the bird cage as planned, Roadrunner, out! Commander Krill: You're the roadrunner? William Stranix: Yeah, never been caught. Mee-meep.

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William Stranix: (Checking Cates' corpse) The man that did this is a professional. Who is he, and what's he doing running around on my battleship, Mr. Krill? Commander Krill: Your battleship? You wouldn't be on this battleship if it wasn't for me. He's a cook, plain and simple... William Stranix: This is not the work of a cook. Commander Krill: He came on board with the captain. I know his routine, front and back. He's good with cooking knives... William Stranix: Cooking knives? (angrily slams the throwing knife on the counter) Commander Krill: He got lucky. In my professional opinion, he is a military reject in command of a GALLEY...! Doumer: GET DOWN! Commander Krill: What was that? William Stranix: That was a bomb, jackass. He used the microwave as a detonator.

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Commander Krill: Ryback's file wasn't in Personnel. It was in the Captain's private cabinet. Ryback is an ex-SEAL. Doumer: The Goddamn cook's a SEAL? Commander Krill: Shut up and listen. "Expert in Martial Arts, Explosives, Weapons and Tactics. Silver Star, Navy Cross, Purple Heart with Cluster, and Security Clearance revoked after Panama." That means he couldn't hold any rating except that of a yeoman...or a cook. How little did I know? Shadow: We just lost two more men in the Engine Room! William Strannix: You were told to review the personnel file on every individual on this ship. Commander Krill: I know what I was told, but I didn't have access to the Captain's files at that TIME!

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Jordan Tate: You're not a cook. Casey Ryback: Yeah, well, I also cook.

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Jordan Tate: Hello? Admiral Bates: Who in the hell is this? Jordan Tate: Who in the hell is this? Admiral Bates: This is Admiral Bates speaking. I'm trying to get a hold of Chief Ryback, is he about? Jordan Tate: He's in a gunfight right now, I'll have to take a message. Secretary of Defense Trenton: What the hell's going on over there?!

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Jordan Tate: Bullshit, I'm not staying here! Tackman: Where're you going?! Granger: Tackman, what'd you say to her?! Tackman: Case, she's coming up behind you! Ryback: What are you doing? Jordan Tate: The safest place on this ship is right behind you!

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Mr. Pitt: Whatever they did, they're smarter than I am. Everything's dead. It's hopeless. William Stranix: Nothing is hopeless. (puts his gun into Pitt's eye socket) Take heart. Mr. Pitt: Just give me a little more time, I'll figure it out. William Stranix: I like your attitude. Excellent.

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William Stranix: All of my life. Saturday morning cartoons. The best. For example, remember those two little shrimps coming in, riding seahorses, little chaps, little pistols? Bang! Bang! Bang! Shooting over their shoulders. Rescue that lobster from the Swedish cook. Funniest thing I ever saw in my life! Splendid work, by the way. Shadow: Stranix... William Stranix: Splendid work. My, my, my, how hell doth quicken the spirit. Tomahawks! Mr. Pitt: They're up and ready. William Stranix: Where? Mr. Pitt: The fire control. William Stranix: Of course, the fire control. Chips and dips on the weather deck. Don't be late. Motor launch is waiting! All hands! Clear out of here! Shadow: Let's go. Stranix, four minutes. Mr. Pitt: Meet us at the motor launch.

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William Stranix: I'll take that weapon. Quietly. Now! Casey Ryback: You look familiar. I know you, don't I? William Stranix: I think you do. Been a long time. Casey Ryback: Yes, sir. It has. William Stranix: Turn around. We'll have a tour. Step forward. Here we have our Tomahawks speeding their way to the sunny Aloha State. Turn around. As you can see, there will be no return. I got the key. The lock is broken. Step forward. Have a sit over there. You'll watch the end of the world on TV, my man. Put your feet up. Relax. You know, you're good. You are really good. It's a shame to kill you. Behold my finest work. Casey Ryback: Do me a favor. Tell me something. You really think blowing up a bunch of innocent people will change anything? What made you flip like this? William Stranix: I got tired of coming up with last-minute desperate solutions to impossible problems created by other fucking people. Casey Ryback: All your ridiculous, pitiful antics won't change a thing. You and I, we're pu

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Tom Breaker: Look, Bill, I know things are a little chaotic for you right now. William Stranix: Chaotic? Wake up, Tom! You know, and I know, that chaos and bedlam are consuming the entire world! UV light waves are only the beginning, Tom. We have an inch of topsoil left. Tom Breaker: Topsoil? William Stranix: Sexually transmitted diseases, deforestation, irreversibly progressive depletion of the global gene pool. It all adds up to oblivion, pal. Governments will fall, anarchies will reign. It's a brave new world.