...the only sound they will hear is our laughter, while we sail to Havana, where the sun is warm, and so is the...comradeship.

Admiral James Greer: That torpedo didn't self-destruct, you heard it hit the hull and I... was never here.

Admiral James Greer: I told you to speak your mind Jack, but Jesus!

Admiral Josh Painter: [after running up to the USS Enterprise flight deck to survey an F-14 crash scene] This business will get out of control! It will get out of control and we'll be lucky to live through it!

Admiral Josh Painter: Russians don't take a dump without a plan. And senior captains don't start something this dangerous without having thought the matter through.

Admiral Josh Painter: This business will get out of control. It will get out of control and we'll be lucky to live through it.

Ambassador Lysenko: It seems that the initial reports that one of our submarines was missing were not completely accurate. The submarine in question... is commanded by Captain Marko Ramius. Apparently he's suffered a kind of mental or nervous break down. Just before he sailed, he posted a letter to Admiral Yuri Padorin, in which he announced his intention to, to fire his missiles on the United States.

Andrei Bonovia: [to Captain Tupolov] You arrogant ass! You've killed us!

Capt. 2nd Rank Vasily Borodin: [as he's dying] I would have liked to have seen Montana!

Captain Tupolev: We're going to kill a friend, Yvgeni. We're going to kill Ramius.

Skip Tyler: When I was twelve, I helped my Daddy build a bomb shelter in our basement, because some damn fool parked a dozen warheads ninety miles off the coast of Florida. This thing could park a coupla' hundred warheads in New York harbor and no-one would know anything about it until it was all over.

Sonarman 2nd Class Ronald Jones: Conn, Sonar! Crazy Ivan!!!

Watson: Y'know, I seen me a mermaid once. I even seen me a shark eat an octopus. But I ain't never seen no phantom Russian submarine.

Ambassador Andrei Lysenko: There is another matter... one I'm reluctant to...
Dr. Jeffrey Pelt: Please.
Ambassador Andrei Lysenko: One of our submarines, an Alfa, was last reported in the area of the Grand Banks. We have not heard from her for some time.
Dr. Jeffrey Pelt: Andrei, you've lost another submarine?

Bill Steiner: Hey I think someone just shot a torpedo at us!
Capt. Bart Mancuso: No shit, Buckwheat, now get the hell out of here!