Into the Blue Quotes

[from trailer]

Jared: We do this... and it's over.

Bryce: sam, amanda, stop alright. we are all in this together now right?

Sam: not me. not anymore.

Amanda: bye

[waving motion]

Jared: [sam starts leaving, jared goes after her] sam, sam, sam...

Sam: see ya on the ten o' clock news

Jared: what?

Sam: you heard me.

Jared: come on, sam, come on, what are you doing?

Sam: what is wrong with you?, a week ago you had too much integrity to work for scubabob and now you are working for feaking drug dealers?

Jared: baby...

Sam: i believe in you more than in the prospect of any treasure.

Jared: if we do this, just this one time... and it's over, that's it.

Sam: it's already over.

[sam leaves]

Jared: no come on, what are you talking about?, sam come on!, sam come on!

Jared: [when there were sharks in the ocean] yeah i know, but i lost my watch...

Bryce: [when there were sharks in the ocean] jared: i lost my watch you lost...? you need an arm to wear a watch! would you get out of the water stupid!

Jared: So how long you know this one for?

Bryce: I don't know, about 14 hours now. Picked her up last night at The Mercer Club.

Amanda: Nuh-uh. I picked you up last night. Don't start lyin' already.

Bryce: Get out of the water. There are sharks everywhere, look.

Jared: Give me my mask and my fins real quick.

Bryce: You - No, you don't need a mask. There's a shark. I swear the God. He's big. He' looks like Jaws. Get out.

Jared: Yeah, I know, but I lost my watch.

Bryce: You lost - ? You need an arm to wear a watch. Would you get out of the water, stupid? Please?

Jared: Sam gave me this watch for my birthday.

Bryce: I don't care! Sam, get...

[Sam tosses to Jared his mask and fins]

Bryce: What are you doing?

Sam: He's fine. They're just curious.

Bryce: Oh, curious as to what? As to what? What his ass tastes like?

Jared: Remember I told you, if anything happened to Sam, I was gonna kill you?

Bryce: Oh, don't do that.

[Jared picks up a chair and throws it at the railing]

Bryce: Don't hit me with the fucking chair.

[last lines]

Bryce: I got the cheese!

Jared: What?

Bryce: I have the dough!

Bryce: I have gold!

Jared: You found the gold?

Bryce: The dough-re-mi!

Jared: What do you mean, you found the gold?

Bryce: Fa-so-la-ti-dough! Wow! Yeah!

Jared: No way, it's Mr. OG Wannabe.

Bryce: What's up, you scruffy little beach rat?

[guys start wrestling]

Bryce: Okay. I'm gonna throw your ass right now. Watch.

[they end up on the floor]

Jared: Go to sleep, go to sleep.

Bryce: Okay, okay. Allright.

Jared: You've been spending way too much time in court.

Bryce: Wait, hold on, hold on. Don't move for a second. Oh, that feels really good.

Jared: You sick-ass.

[they stand up]

Bryce: What's up?

Jared: Good to see you.

Bryce: Good to see you too, bro.

Jared: How's New York treating you?

Bryce: It's paying me. A lot of bad guys need defending, I defend them. That's what I do.

Jared: That's still a scary thougt.

Bryce: [Looking at Sam] Oh, my God. Can I get a what-what and a side of french fries, please? Look at that body. It's ridiculous. Holy shit. How much have you missed me?

Sam: Oh, every minute.

Bryce: Oh, my God, it's so tight too. It's like that everywhere, even. It's good to see you, Sam. You know, if we had met first, you and I, things would be a lot different around these parts, you know that.

Sam: Easy cheesy.

Jared: Anyway. Okay, so you must be Lisa?

Amanda: Who's Lisa?

Bryce: Yeah, who the hell is Lisa?

[mute]

Bryce: Amanda. Amanda.

Jared: Amanda.

Sam: Hi, Amanda. I'm Sam. Welcome to the Bahamas.

Amanda: Hi. Nice to meet you you, Sam.

Jared: I'm Jared. Sorry about that.

Amanda: I love the Caribbean. Too hot to wear shirts, too hot to wear pants and we're two hot young ladies.

Sam: You dive?

Amanda: Yeah, I can keep up.

Jared: So how long you known this one for?

Bryce: I don't know, about 14 hours now. Picked her up last night at The Mercer...

Amanda: [interupts Bryce] I picked you up last night. Don't start lying already.

Sam: So you and Bryce.

Bryce: I think I'm in love. Serious.

Bryce: [Looks at Jared]

[laughing]

Bryce: I'm not serious.

Bryce: The guy who owned this place got hit with 44 counts of racketeering and money laundering. Our firm represented him. This is how he floated the bill.

Jared: You gotta be kidding me.

Bryce: Boat problem? No problem. Boat and skis come with the crib.

Jared: We get the boat?

Bryce: You know how Daddy does it.

Jared: We get the boat?

Bryce: We get the boat.

Jared: We get the boat! We get the boat!

Sam: [Sam arrives at Jared's boat that he's trying to repair] Hey.

Jared: Hey.

Sam: Smells good over there.

Jared: What?

Sam: Smells good in there.

Jared: Yeah, that's my famous chili and corn bread.

[pause]

Jared: What?

Sam: Last time you made your chili and corn bread your ex-girlfriend was on the island. Then, the time before that, you brought home a pregnant, flea-infested, three-legged dog.

Jared: Last time a storm came trough here, like that last one, Kam Jackson. You remember Kam Jackson? Found that golden cross, remember, on the north side of the island? That hurricane that just came trough here moved so much sand, who knows how many shipwrecks it uncovered?

Sam: So this is where your, uh, chili comes in?

Jared: No, I'm just saying I should be out there prospecting.

Sam: Quit your job?

Jared: No, I was fired, but it's all part of the plan. I'm just gonna get this thing going, get the boat shaped up, make a big find, and we'll live the rest of our lives on our own clock.

Sam: I thought we already were.

Jared: Yeah, but we'll be rich.

[he trips through a hole in the floor]

Sam: You okay? Here, let me see.

Jared: I'm all right.

Sam: Honey...

Jared: Stinking boat.

Sam: You know I'd live on this broken boat with you, right?

Jared: I love it when you say stuff like that.

[they end up kissing on the floor]

Bates: [Bates enters, on his boat, next to the boat on where Jared and Sam are making out] Hey. Hey. You guys okay?

Sam: Yeah.

Jared: Yeah, we're good, man. Just plugging a few holes, you know?

Sam: Hey?

[hits Jared on the chest]

Sam: Sea Robin looks great.

Bates: Yeah, we just finished it. We got her out to sea before the storm hits. We've been working every day since.

Jared: What the hell are you looking for, bro? They allready found the Titanic. You didn't hear about that?

Bates: Oh, you mean the one with the dishes? No, I only hunt for stuff that comes in gold and silver. You know that. He, Sam. Here.

[throws Sam a ring]

Bates: Found it this morning where we were blowing a site. Maybe this guy can find a stone to put in that thing.

[Jared gives him the finger]

Bates: Hey, I'm sorry about your boat. you want my guy to take a look at it?

Jared: No, I think it's looking pretty good. Got it under control.

Bates: All right. Well, the least I can do is offer. Word on the water is you're out of work. You can always come back and work for me.

Jared: No, that's cool, man. I got my own thing going now. You know, but if you wanna subcontract me, that's cool. We can work something out. Like a fifty- fifty kinda thing, you know?

Bates: You don't just take a rowboat out and find a treasure chest filled with gold. It took me almost 10 years of scraping till I found my first haul. Hey, I mean what I say. You need help getting back in the water, let me know. Okay?

[shouts]

Bates: Move it out.

Jared: Hey, Quinn. You wanna come work for a real captain, bro, you let me know, all right?

Bates: Are you a captain know? You know, the water goes outside of the boat.

[Sam laughs]

Bates: We'll see you, Sam.

[Sea Robin moves out]

[from trailer]

Sam: You've dreamt about finding buried treasure ever since you were a little kid.

Bryce: Did you find anything?

Jared: Yeah.

Bryce: What did you find?

Jared: A plane.

Bryce: You- you mean like an airplane?

Jared: Yeah.

Bryce: That's odd.

Amanda: [about selling the cocaine] I told you she wouldn't be into it. She's so clean, she squeaks.

Sam: Shut up, you coke whore.

Jared: He is not the guy you wanna pick a fight with.

Bryce: I didn't pick a fight, I didn't pick a fight.

Amanda: Yeah you didn't pick a fight... you just punched the guy.

Sam: We found bodies. Don't you think we should tell someone?

Bryce: They're drug dealers, Sam. They're not missionaires flying care packages to starving kids in Africa, okay? Don't worry, their girlfriends will have new pimps before the milk in the refrigerator goes bad. It's fine.

Amanda: How many do you think are down there?

Bryce: Enough bricks to build a house, a multi-million dollar cocaine palace.

Amanda: She's so clean, she squeaks.

Sam: Shut up, you coke whore.

Amanda: Loose lips, sink ships.

Bryce: That's right, baby. Loose lips do sink ships.