Innerspace

Innerspace quotes

15 total quotes (ID: 920)

Jack Putter
Pod Computer Voice
Tuck Pendleton
Victor Scrimshaw


This guy is definitely not firing on all eight cylinders, Jack.


Jack: No pain.
Tuck: What?
Jack: That's the thing I want from you, no pain. I mean just don't do anything weird in there, don't cause an embolism or an aneurysm - accidentally sever my spinal cord and kinda go "oh sorry". You know what I mean?
Tuck: Ok, no pain.
Jack: Thank you.

Warning, approaching tricuspid valve of heart. Do not enter! Do not enter heart!

Tuck: I don't want to worry you or anything, Jack, but I saw something in here. I don't know, it's probably benign...
Jack: A tumor? You saw a tumor? How big is it?
Tuck: You're asking the wrong guy, Jack, from my point of view it looks like it's about the size of Candlestick Park.
Jack: Great, there goes my ulcer...

I'm in a man, I'm in a strange man, I'll be a son of a bitch, I'm in a strange man surrounded by strangers in a strange room!

The Jack Putter Machine, zero defects. (leans back and sighs, to himself) God help us.

Nuclear weapons, Jack. They mean nothing. Everybody's got them, no-one has the balls to use them. Am I right? Space, you say? Space is a flop, didn't you know that? An endless junkyard of orbiting debris. Ah, but...miniturization, Jack. That's the ticket. That's the edge that everybody's been looking for. Who will have that edge, Jack? What country will control miniturization? Frankly, I don't give a shit - I'm only in this for the money! And that's why, Jack, we've got to get that little pod out from inside of you!

Foreign object detected, approaching through oesophageal passage.

[slaps himself] How does that feel? Feels good! Now do it again! (slaps himself) The Tuck Pendleton Machine - zero defects!

Would I be in a doctor's office if I was feeling alright?

Look Ozzy, who's nervous now ok? I know what our objectives are. I've done my homework and I can do this little job blindfolded, so everyone just calm down.

I'm possessed!

Victor: Once he takes over the pod and gets the chip - let's re-enlarge.
Margaret: While still inside Mr. Putter?!
Victor: Why not?
Margaret: Have you any idea the kind of mess that would make?

[Taps a light to fix it] State of the art.

[The syringe containing the miniaturized pod is being shaken around in Ozzy's pocket] Ozzy? Am I being punished?