20 Best Scott Glenn Quotes

Jack: Believe me, you don't want Hannibal Lecter inside your head.

Jack: Starling, when I told that sheriff we shouldn't talk in front of a woman, that really burned you, didn't it? It was just smoke, Starling. I had to get rid of him.
Clarice: It matters, Mr Crawford. Cops look at you to see how to act. It matters.
Jack: Point taken.

Firefighter: [tries to start his car, to no avail] Give me a break, huh! Shit! Come on, damn it!
[abandons his car and races to the firehouse. As he turns the corner, Truck 46 and Engine 17 leave the firehouse]
Firefighter: Oh, shit! My car wouldn't start.
Tim: What are you doing, man?
Lt. Steven McCaffrey: Attaboy!
Firefighter: Damn!
[races after Engine 17]
John: Come on, man, you can make it.
[Brian jumps into Engine 17]

John: Gentlemen, gentlemen, gentlemen. As 17's official toastmaster...
Ray: ...and bullshitter.
John: Thank you, Santos. Did I happen to mention you're cut out of my will?
[Continuing]
John: I think it appropriate that we recognize the two asswipes... Probationary Firemen... among us today who were officially baptized into the world of Old Man Fire. First, to Tim. Despite the fact that he has a rather dull expression, and a really hideous pair of ears; he not only took on the beast but pulled from its clutches, assisted by a more famous and brilliant firefighter, me, a kicking and screaming civilian who will probably wind up suing us for breaking her fingernails. And to Brian! Help me Santos!...
John: [pulls up mannequin] Here she is!
John: ...whose own contribution was not only more beautiful but less likely to sue. You know, when I learned that both McCaffrey brothers would be assigned at the same station together at the same time, my heart was filled with... a sudden desire to transfer. So raise a glass, gents. To funny-looking Tim, and the McCaffrey brothers, who have gotten on each other's nerves and still managed after all these years to still be pissed off at each other. Gentlemen...
ALL: [jokingly] Fuck you!

[the Russian Alpha submarine shoots a torpedo at the Red October]
Capt. Vasili Borodin: Torpedo impact, 20 seconds.
Captain: [to Ryan] What books?
Jack: [confused] Pardon me?
Captain: What books did you write?
Jack: I wrote a biography of, of Admiral Halsey, called "The Fighting Sailor", about, uh, naval combat tactics...
Captain: I know this book!
Capt. Vasili Borodin: Torpedo impact...
Captain: Your conclusions were all wrong, Ryan...
Capt. Vasili Borodin: ...10 seconds.
Captain: ...Halsey acted stupidly.
[Ryan is dumbfounded that Ramius' mind is about book criticism, while they are about to be hit by a torpedo within a few seconds]
Capt. Vasili Borodin: 9, 8, 7, 6...
[Ryan looks worriedly at captain Mancuso]
Capt. Vasili Borodin: 5, 4, 3, 2...
[everyone prepares for the impact]
Capt. Vasili Borodin: Torpedo impact... now.
[the torpedo slams into the bow of Red October and breaks up harmlessly on impact. The Red October is unharmed. The broken shards of the torpedo drift away]
Capt. Bart Mancuso: I'll be damned.
Jack: What happened?
Capt. Bart Mancuso: Combat tactics, Mr. Ryan. By turning into the torpedo, the Captain closed the distance before it could arm itself.

Capt. Bart Mancuso: All back full.
Lt. Cmdr. Thompson: Captain...
Capt. Bart Mancuso: I said, all back full!
Lt. Cmdr. Thompson: Back full, aye.
[the Dallas reverses, churning the water]
Seaman Jones: Captain, we're cavitating, he can hear us!
Capt. Bart Mancuso: Conn, aye. All right, Ryan, we just unzipped our fly. Mr. Thompson! Open the outer doors, firing point procedures. Now if that bastard so much as twitches, I'm going to blow him straight to Mars.

Roger: [in his home] Here's a joke, boy. One day this man walks out of his house to go to work. He sees this snail on his porch. So he picks it up and chucks it over his roof, into the back yard. Snail bounces off a rock, cracks its shell all to shit, and lands in the grass. Snail lies there dying. But it doesn't die. It eats some grass. Slowly heals. Grows a new shell. And after a while it can crawl again. One day the snail up and heads back to the front of the house. Finally, after a year, the little guy crawls back on the porch. Right then, the man walks out to go to work and sees this snail again. So he says to it, 'What the fuck's your problem?'
Jake: That's messed up. That wasn't funny.
Alonzo: Then why are you cackling like a jackal?
Jake: I dunno.
Roger: Figure that joke out and you'll figure the streets out.

Capt. Bart Mancuso: How did you know that his next turn would be to starboard?
Jack: I didn't. I had a 50/50 chance. I needed a break. Sorry.
Capt. Bart Mancuso: That's all right, Mr Ryan. My Morse is so rusty, I could be sending him dimensions on Playmate of the Month.

Jack: I remember you from my seminar at UVA. You grilled me pretty hard, as I recall, on the bureau's civil rights record in the Hoover years. I gave you an A.
Clarice: A-minus, Sir.

Jack: Just do your job, but never forget what he is.
Clarice: And what is that?
[cut to Clarice's first trip to the psychiatric prison]
Dr. Frederick Chilton: Oh, he's a monster. Pure psychopath. So rare to capture one alive. From a research point of view, Lecter is our most prized asset.

Jack: [after a torpedo broke up harmlessly on the Red October's hull] What happened?
Capt. Bart Mancuso: Combat tactics, Mr. Ryan. By turning into the torpedo, the captain closed the distance before it could arm itself.
Jack: So that's it?
Captain: Not quite. Right now, Captain Tupolev is removing the safety features on all his weapons. He won't make the same mistake twice.

John: [after a drunken Steve causes a brawl at a party] Jesus Christ, Steve, have you ever wondered why you're stuck a lieutenant for life?

Lt. Steven McCaffrey: Jesus Christ, Axe!
John: You don't understand. My cousin, my cousin Sally used to work in Swayzak's office. She saw the files, Stephen. She saw what he did!
Lt. Steven McCaffrey: You set me up with those chemicals on the boat?
John: I'm trying to explain! I'm trying to explain to you, Stephen!
Firefighter: Stephen!
John: You back off!
Lt. Steven McCaffrey: Axe!
John: Somebody had to stop these pricks, Stephen!
Lt. Steven McCaffrey: Look at me, Axe.
John: Will you please listen to me?
Lt. Steven McCaffrey: What were you thinking? You burned people! You're a fireman!
John: When Sally showed me what was in Swayzak's files...
Firefighter: You saw Swayzak's files?
John: I should've told you. I should've let you in on it.
Firefighter: Let him in on what, John? Murder?
John: Swayzak and those assholes were clamping firehouses! They were getting our friends killed for money! I had to, Stephen! I had to do it for the department!
Firefighter: Did you do it for Tim, John?
John: That was an accident!
Lt. Steven McCaffrey: Did you start that fire?
John: Jesus Christ! Why did you have to go in there so fucking early?
Lt. Steven McCaffrey: That's why you wanted me to wait!
John: Let me finish Swayzak!
Firefighter: No, John! It's over!
John: You shut up! Your dad would fucking puke if he saw how you shit on his department!
Firefighter: What would he say about what you're doing, John?
John: Your dad died saving my life. He died saving my life and these people were killing firemen for money!
Lt. Steven McCaffrey: Swayzak.
John: He killed our friends for money! What the fuck would you do?
Firefighter: Look, you're his lieutenant, Stephen! You've gotta handle this!
[the roof starts weakening]
John: It's going!
Lt. Steven McCaffrey: Get to the side, Brian! It's gonna go!
[Brian runs to the side roof ladder]

Capt. Bart Mancuso: [after hearing Jones's findings] Have I got this straight, Jonesy? A $40 million computer tells you you're chasing an earthquake, but you don't believe, and you come up with this on your own?
Seaman Jones: Yes, sir.
Capt. Bart Mancuso: Including all the navigation maps?
Seaman Jones: Sir, I-I've got all the...
Capt. Bart Mancuso: Relax, Jonesy. You sold me.

Alonzo: [Explaining his orders to raid Roger's house] There's nothing I can do about it, you know, I'm just a lowly civil servant.
Roger: Ehhh, you're their bitch!

Schmidt: Hey, Axe, you know this rug rat?
John: Know him? I practically raised him.
John: He never calls. He never writes.
Firefighter: [introducing himself] I'm Brian.
Grindle: I'm sorry.

Seaman Jones: Conn, sonar! Crazy Ivan!
Capt. Bart Mancuso: All stop! Quick quiet!
[the ships engines are shut down completely]
Beaumont: What's goin' on?
Seaman Jones: Russian captains sometime turn suddenly to see if anyone's behind them. We call it "Crazy Ivan." The only thing you can do is go dead. Shut everything down and make like a hole in the water.
Beaumont: So what's the catch?
Seaman Jones: The catch is, a boat this big doesn't exactly stop on a dime... and if we're too close, we'll drift right into the back of him.

John: Your Dad died saving my life and these people were killing firemen for MONEY!

Alonzo: I had lunch with the Wise Men today. They say you gotta render unto Caesar.
Roger: [in his home] Fuckin' vampires want my pension!

Capt. Bart Mancuso: Central Intelligence Agency... Now, there's a contradiction in terms.