Below Quotes

Stumbo: Hoag, are you pushing him up or feeling him up?

Hoag: I've got a dead kraut dick in my face and you're complainin'? Come on Stumbo!

Lt. Loomis: Sorry about what?

Brice: Uh... she was... asking about Winters.

Lt. Loomis: What'd you tell her?

Brice: The story.

Brice: Try not to fraternize with the men. They can be a little... strange.

Claire: Strange, as in superstitious?

Brice: As in "strange."

Hoag: What if, when we took on that kraut ship, we didn't sink 'em? What if... they sunk us?

Wallace: Oh, that's a good twist.

Brice: [snaps] You're not skipper of this ship.

Odell: [snaps back] And neither are you, sir.

[first lines]

Brice: [hands coordinates to Loomis]

Lt. Loomis: This is almost a day behind us, sir.

Lt. Loomis: Well who are they? Americans, Brits, Italians? It doesn't even say.

Brice: Well I think we can assume they're friendly, Mr. Loomis. Besides, it doesn't appear to be a suggestion, does it.

[last lines]

Claire: You say whatever you have to say, Ensign. I'll always believe you were brought back here for a reason.

Brice: [after shooting Schillings upon discovering he's German] You should've told me.

Claire: Maybe I was afraid you'd do exactly what you've just done!

Brice: You should've told me regardless. Your little secret nearly cost every man here his life.

Claire: You had no cause.

Brice: Mr. Odell, the woman is confined to quarters for the duration of the patrol. If she asks to use the toilet, you are to bring her a bucket.

Claire: I was awake, I wasn't dreaming, I know I was awake. I heard a voice, I heard it.

[Brice finds Schillings' corpse in her quarters]

Claire: I thought he spoke. It wasn't his voice, but he spoke.

Odell: Mr. Brice, both our periscopes are down, our sonar is gone, we are blind and nearly deaf. Our men are in a bad way and now we've lost two senior officers.

Brice: Welcome to the war, Odell.

Claire: This has nothing to do with the war! Just how much longer can we not say what we're all thinking?

[looks around]

Claire: No one wants to be the first? Fine, allow me. This submarine is haun...

Brice: When I want your opinion, Miss Page, I'll give it to you, till then...

Claire: I am not one of your men that you can just dismiss, Mr. Brice! I don't believe we're alone down here, and I know some of you think the same way, unless we find a safe harbor soon, we're all going to end up like your friend Mr. Coors.

Claire: Bury everybody and bury the truth, is that it, Brice?

[forces his gun to her neck]

Claire: Like this! This is how I go! If that's your plan, get on with it you fucking coward!