Innerspace (1987)

Dennis Quaid: Lt. Tuck Pendleton

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• Lt. Tuck Pendleton : I'm right here, INSIDE you INSIDE YOUR BODY!

  Jack Putter : [stands up]  Oh God! Somebody help me! I'M POSSESSED!

• Lt. Tuck Pendleton : We're gonna drink this one to Ozzie. A good man who tried to save my ass by injecting me into yours.

• [Into a mirror] 

  Lt. Tuck Pendleton : The Tuck Pendleton machine: zero defects.

• Lt. Tuck Pendleton : [Getting nauseated by the sight of Igoe's skeleton]  Jack... it worked. You just digested the bad guy.

  [Jack burps] 

• Rusty : And give that 'crippled Tomcat' story a rest. We've all heard it!

  Lt. Tuck Pendleton : Oh, gosh, Rusty, you're right. 'Course, when MY moment of glory came, I didn't take a dump down the leg of MY flight suit!

• Lt. Tuck Pendleton : When things are at their darkest, pal, it's a brave man that can kick back and party.

• Jack Putter : We've got the chip!

  Lt. Tuck Pendleton : All right!

  Jack Putter : We're on the way to the lab!

  Lt. Tuck Pendleton : All right!

  Jack Putter : But I think they put someone in there with you!

  Lt. Tuck Pendleton : All... what?

• Lt. Tuck Pendleton : [instructing him to get his jacket/car keys out of his locker]  See that door?

  Jack Putter : Yeah.

  Lt. Tuck Pendleton : Use it.

  [Jack turns away from it] 

  Lt. Tuck Pendleton : Well what are you waiting for?

  Jack Putter : Look, don't rush me, okay? Just... just be quiet for a second, let me think this through.

  Lt. Tuck Pendleton : Jack, excuse me, but I want you to factor this into your thinking, alright? You heard the man! My air supply's running out! If you don't help me, you're going to wind up with this miniaturized submersible pod floating around your insides with this teeny tiny human skeleton at the helm.

  Jack Putter : [very disgusted]  ... ugh.

  Lt. Tuck Pendleton : Not a pretty thought!

• Lt. Tuck Pendleton : [after Tuck shorted out the TV in Jack's apartment to get his attention, setting it on fire]  Oh, Jack.

  [Jack jumps at the sound of his voice, accidentally setting off the fire extinguisher in his hands] 

  Lt. Tuck Pendleton : You do see that I am real. You do believe me now, don't you? Huh?

  Jack Putter : [weary]  I... I don't know what to believe.

  Lt. Tuck Pendleton : Believe it, Jack. Believe it because it's true. Now I want you to listen to me and I want you to listen good. Because we're in this together. And we've gotta' help each other out. Alright?

  Jack Putter : Yes.

  Lt. Tuck Pendleton : Right. You don't work at the lab, do you?

  Jack Putter : Lab? No, I work at Safeway.

  Lt. Tuck Pendleton : And you don't know anything about the experiment?

  Jack Putter : What experiment?

  Lt. Tuck Pendleton : [to himself]  Oh, God. The miniaturisation experiment.

  Jack Putter : No.

  Lt. Tuck Pendleton : Alright. Jack, my name is Lt. Tuck Pendleton. I've been miniaturised. I was supposed to be injected into the body of a laboratory rabbit and somehow I got inside you instead.

  Jack Putter : What do you mean somehow? How?

  Lt. Tuck Pendleton : All I know is I was inside a syringe, and now I'm inside you.

  Jack Putter : [to himself, thinking back to his encounter with Ozzie at the mall]  Syringe.

• Lt. Tuck Pendleton : Hey, Jack, Jack! Go to the mirror in the bedroom, will ya?

  Jack Putter : Why?

  Lt. Tuck Pendleton : I just realized I don't know what the hell you look like.

  Jack Putter : Sure.

  [He gets up tipsily and hiccups] 

  Lt. Tuck Pendleton : Are you drunk?

  Jack Putter : No, no, I just got up a little too fast, that's all.

  Lt. Tuck Pendleton : Sure.

  [Jack face-plants into the mirror] 

  Jack Putter : How's this?

  Lt. Tuck Pendleton : Little too close, Jack.

  Jack Putter : [leans back]  Too close, how's this?

  [Tuck gets a good look at Jack's face] 

  Lt. Tuck Pendleton : You know what? We're gonna need a lot more help.

• Lt. Tuck Pendleton : Of course, the most fun I've ever had is tryin' to land a crippled F-14 with a stubborn nose gear on the deck of a rolling flat-top in zero visibility...

• Lt. Tuck Pendleton : [while fighting Mr. Igoe] 

  [shouting] 

  Lt. Tuck Pendleton : Make a pull on this Pal!

• Lt. Tuck Pendleton : [about to dump Mr. Igoe into Jack's stomach]  Ok pal. Here's how I spell relief.

• Lt. Tuck Pendleton : Oh no, she knows about the suitcase?

• Jack Putter : What exactly are we doing here?

  Lydia Maxwell : We're waiting for someone.

  Jack Putter : oh, who are we we waiting for?

  Lydia Maxwell : The Cowboy. I've been tracking his movements for months and he got to the airport about an hour ago and he always stays here.

  [points to the hotel] 

  Lydia Maxwell : I have a feeling he's gonna lead us right to that chip we need.

  Jack Putter : Why do you think that?

  [looking at her legs] 

  Lt. Tuck Pendleton : [noticing Jack is ogling Lydia]  Hey, knock it off!

  Lydia Maxwell : 'Cause he's a fence. He deals in stolen technology, Western technology almost exclusively, which he then sells overseas to the highest bidder. Who do you think introduced Velcro to the Persian Gulf?

  Jack Putter : Really?

  Lydia Maxwell : [nodding]  Mm hmm.

• Lt. Tuck Pendleton : It was the night we first met. You were doing that article about me... we had dinner and talked until 3:00 a.m. I got drunk and threw up, and fell down a manhole walking you home.

• Lt. Tuck Pendleton : I read the note. It's your standard farewell address. I know it by heart.

  Lydia Maxwell : Excuse me.

  Lt. Tuck Pendleton : Lydia. Look, don't leave. You know you love me, huh? Look, I know you're crazy about me. I mean, in a week or two I'm going to call you, you're going to call me, and we're going to be back together again.

  Lydia Maxwell : No, we won't.

  Lt. Tuck Pendleton : I don't get it. I get a little drunk, I make an ass out of myself... What's the big deal?

  Lydia Maxwell : Things are different now, Tuck. It just hurts me too much to be with you.

  Lt. Tuck Pendleton : Lydia! Lydia, I stubbed my toe on the cab when I kicked the door. I think it's broken.

  Lydia Maxwell : Better your toe than your heart.

  [to the cabbie] 

  Lydia Maxwell : Can we go now please?

  Lt. Tuck Pendleton : [as the cab pulls away, the towel that Tuck has been wearing is pulled away with it, leaving Tuck stark naked]  Lydia! Lydia! LYDIA!

• [held captive by Scrimshaw and company, Jack has told Lydia the truth about Tuck's situation] 

  Jack Putter : I don't think she believes me.

  Lt. Tuck Pendleton : The way you tell it, I wouldn't either.

  Lydia Maxwell : You're talking to him right now?

  Jack Putter : Yeah.

  Lydia Maxwell : [chuckles]  No. No. No, I don't buy that. This is getting to be a bit too much.

  Lt. Tuck Pendleton : Okay, I'll just have to prove it to her. Jack, repeat to Lydia exactly what I say: Lydia.

  Jack Putter : Lydia.

  Lt. Tuck Pendleton : I don't blame you for walking out on me that morning.

  Jack Putter : I don't blame you for walking out on me that morning.

  Lt. Tuck Pendleton : But it was my heart that was broken, not my toe.

  Jack Putter : But it was my heart that was broken, not my toe.

  [confused] 

  Jack Putter : What?

  Lydia Maxwell : [now fully convinced]  Tuck?

• Jack Putter : [while looking down at the urinal, after flushed]  Tuck!

  Lt. Tuck Pendleton : Yeah?

  Jack Putter : Just checking.

• Jack Putter : God, I can't believe how hostile I feel towards you right now.

  Lt. Tuck Pendleton : Because I'm stimulating your adrenal gland, pal.

  Jack Putter : Maybe that's the reason and maybe not.

  Lt. Tuck Pendleton : You got something to say, just say it.

  Jack Putter : [referring to Lydia]  She deserves better. That's all.

  Lt. Tuck Pendleton : [annoyed]  Better than what?

  Jack Putter : Better than you!

  Lt. Tuck Pendleton : I knew it! You think she goes for you, don't you? You know what she sees in you? She sees me.

  Jack Putter : All right, Pendelton, that's it.

  [starts pounding himself] 

  Jack Putter : Where are you? Where are you, you little weasel?

  Lt. Tuck Pendleton : Save it for the Cowboy.

• [Jack takes a huge sip of the whiskey as it come down through his throat; Tuck activates the mechanic arm with his flask secured to collect the liquor inside] 

  Lt. Tuck Pendleton : Come on, lucky flask.

  [the whiskey fills the flask to the top; Tuck gets it back] 

  Lt. Tuck Pendleton : Ah, yeah...

  Jack Putter : [gags]  Oklahoma-toya!

  Lt. Tuck Pendleton : A-awoww-ooo-ooh-ah! Great, Jack.

  [as Tuck take a sip from his flask, Jack takes another drink] 

  Lt. Tuck Pendleton : When things are at its darkest, pal, it's a brave man who can kick back and party. Jack... let the good times roll.

• Lt. Tuck Pendleton : [Jack enters Tuck's apartment]  Home sweet home.

  Jack Putter : Is this where you live?

  Lt. Tuck Pendleton : Yeah. Ain't it great? I call it user-friendly.

  Jack Putter : [notices a robotic arm mechanism]  What's this thing?

  Lt. Tuck Pendleton : That? That's just something else from Vector-Scope that doesn't work. Never mind that. I need a drink. How about you?

  Jack Putter : Drink? No, I-I don't, uh, really drink.

  Lt. Tuck Pendleton : Well, you do now, because I can't have a drink unless you have a drink. Get the picture?

  Jack Putter : Oh.

  Lt. Tuck Pendleton : You see that table right in front of you with the motorcycle engine on top?

  Jack Putter : Yeah?

  Lt. Tuck Pendleton : Check the cylinder.

  Jack Putter : Okay.

  Lt. Tuck Pendleton : [grabs his flask and unscrews the cap]  Alright.

  [Jack pulls out an empty bottle] 

  Lt. Tuck Pendleton : Yeah?

  Jack Putter : Empty. It's empty.

  Lt. Tuck Pendleton : Oh. Oh, yeah, right. Uh... check the sink with the big fish in it. A bottle of Southern Comfort?

  Jack Putter : [grabs the bottle of whiskey]  Yeah, it's here.

  Lt. Tuck Pendleton : Yeah. All right, here's what I want you to do. I want you to take a big old tug on that baby and I'll do the rest, alright?

  [Jack unscrews the cap] 

  Lt. Tuck Pendleton : We're gonna drink this one to Ozzie, a good who tried to save my ass by injecting into yours.

  Jack Putter : To Ozzie.