Volcano

Volcano quotes

29 total quotes (ID: 614)

Amy Barnes
Emmit Reese
Mike Roark
Multiple Characters


[last lines] Text on screen: C.I.G.S. Volcano Databank Text on screen: Name: Mount Wilshire Text on screen: Location: Los Angeles, California Text on screen: Status: ACTIVE


When Mount St. Helens blew the force was 27,000 times greater than that of the Hiroshima bomb.

It's a lava bomb. You don't do anything...until you know where it's gonna land.

Woman: Emmit, FAA’s on the line. They want an update. Emmit: Where are we with the airports? Marty: We shut down all outgoing. Everything incoming is being re-routed to Ontario. Emmit: No, no, no, no. Marty, no…Look at that screen! That cloud is blowing due east. We gotta send everything to San Diego. Man: Emmit, they got two gas lines burning on Fairfax. They can't get any hydrant pressure. Emmit: Swimming pools. Man: What about them? Emmit: Pump out all the swimming pools. That's all the water we need. Man: Emmit, we just got a call from La Brea. There's total gridlock from Pico to Sunset. Emmit: Didn't we send over all those damn traffic cops? Man: That's who's calling; they're stuck at Olympic. Cars keep stalling out because of all the ash. It's clogging up the air filters. Emmit: Chevettes, right?

[after arriving at the Tar Pits] You would have loved this, Rachel.

I enjoy motor sports, music and the company of close friends…sir.

[Guards are moving paintings from the L.A. County Art Museum] 1st Guard: Man, this Hieronymus Bosch is heavy! 2nd Guard: That's because he deals with man's inclination towards sin, in defiance of God's will. 1st Guard: I didn't mean it like that. 2nd Guard: Oh.

We're going to put as many people in front of it as it takes. Listen up, people! Let me tell you what's south of us: no more museums, no more department stores, just homes! People! If we turn and run now, they're going to be defenseless! You don't like my plan? That's good. Give me another plan, but don't tell me we're backing out!

Sounded like you said "something like a meteor"?

[Responding to a phone call on his private line] Oh, that'll be my little girl wanting a tattoo.

I just got a little message here from Sindelar. He's stuck on the damn freeway directing traffic.

[Mike ordered 200 K-rails (freeway dividers) to redirect the lava.] Mike: Where's the rest of 'em? Truck driver: What "rest of 'em?" This is it! Lt. Fox: Hey, there only about eighty here! Truck driver: Eighty-two; everything else is stuck on the 5 and the 10. Lt. Fox: We're trying to keep the city in one piece, pinhead. Eighty rails ain't gonna do it! Truck driver: So what are you blaming me for? Lt. Fox: Convenience, ok?

Bob, we need pictures. I need those choppers in the air now.

Traffic Cop: I don't care what your supervisor said! Nobody ran a work order past me, and this vehicle is on public property! DWP Worker 1: What are you gonna do, ticket us? DWP Worker 2: You're the cute one. Traffic Cop: How 'bout I plow your ass, honey?