The Hunt for Red October (1990)
Scott Glenn: Bart Mancuso
Capt. Bart Mancuso : [Ramius comments in Russian to Borodin that Mancuso is a "buckaroo". Ryan laughs] What's so funny?
Jack Ryan : Ah, the Captain seems to think you're some kind of... cowboy.
Captain Ramius : [spoken "You parle ruski"] You speak Russian.
Jack Ryan : [in Russian] A little. It is wise to study the ways of ones adversary. Don't you think?
Captain Ramius : [in English] It is.
Capt. Bart Mancuso : The hard part about playing chicken is knowin' when to flinch.
Capt. Bart Mancuso : All back full.
Lt. Cmdr. Thompson : Captain...
Capt. Bart Mancuso : I said, all back full!
Lt. Cmdr. Thompson : Back full, aye.
[the Dallas reverses, churning the water]
Seaman Jones : Captain, we're cavitating, he can hear us!
Capt. Bart Mancuso : Conn, aye. All right, Ryan, we just unzipped our fly. Mr. Thompson! Open the outer doors, firing point procedures. Now if that bastard so much as twitches, I'm going to blow him straight to Mars.
Capt. Bart Mancuso : [after hearing Jones's findings] Have I got this straight, Jonesy? A $40 million computer tells you you're chasing an earthquake, but you don't believe, and you come up with this on your own?
Seaman Jones : Yes, sir.
Capt. Bart Mancuso : Including all the navigation maps?
Seaman Jones : Sir, I-I've got all the...
Capt. Bart Mancuso : Relax, Jonesy. You sold me.
[the Russian Alpha submarine shoots a torpedo at the Red October]
Capt. Vasili Borodin : Torpedo impact, 20 seconds.
Captain Ramius : [to Ryan] What books?
Jack Ryan : [confused] Pardon me?
Captain Ramius : What books did you write?
Jack Ryan : I wrote a biography of, of Admiral Halsey, called "The Fighting Sailor", about, uh, naval combat tactics...
Captain Ramius : I know this book!
Capt. Vasili Borodin : Torpedo impact...
Captain Ramius : Your conclusions were all wrong, Ryan...
Capt. Vasili Borodin : ...10 seconds.
Captain Ramius : ...Halsey acted stupidly.
[Ryan is dumbfounded that Ramius' mind is about book criticism, while they are about to be hit by a torpedo within a few seconds]
Capt. Vasili Borodin : 9, 8, 7, 6...
[Ryan looks worriedly at captain Mancuso]
Capt. Vasili Borodin : 5, 4, 3, 2...
[everyone prepares for the impact]
Capt. Vasili Borodin : Torpedo impact... now.
[the torpedo slams into the bow of Red October and breaks up harmlessly on impact. The Red October is unharmed. The broken shards of the torpedo drift away]
Capt. Bart Mancuso : I'll be damned.
Jack Ryan : What happened?
Capt. Bart Mancuso : Combat tactics, Mr. Ryan. By turning into the torpedo, the Captain closed the distance before it could arm itself.
Capt. Bart Mancuso : Central Intelligence Agency... Now, there's a contradiction in terms.
Jack Ryan : Has he made any Crazy Ivans?
Capt. Bart Mancuso : What difference does that make?
Jack Ryan : Because his next one is going to be to starboard.
Capt. Bart Mancuso : Why? Because his last was to port?
Jack Ryan : No. Because he always goes to starboard in the bottom half of the hour.
[Mancuso looks at a clock, and sees it's near the half-hour mark]
Seaman Jones : Conn, sonar! Crazy Ivan!
Capt. Bart Mancuso : All stop! Quick quiet!
[the ships engines are shut down completely]
Beaumont : What's goin' on?
Seaman Jones : Russian captains sometime turn suddenly to see if anyone's behind them. We call it "Crazy Ivan." The only thing you can do is go dead. Shut everything down and make like a hole in the water.
Beaumont : So what's the catch?
Seaman Jones : The catch is, a boat this big doesn't exactly stop on a dime... and if we're too close, we'll drift right into the back of him.
Jack Ryan : [after a torpedo broke up harmlessly on the Red October's hull] What just happened?
Capt. Bart Mancuso : Combat tactics, Mr. Ryan. Ramius closed the gap before the torpedo could arm itself.
Jack Ryan : So that's it?
Captain Ramius : Not quite. Right now, Tupolev is disarming all safety measures so that the next torpedo will arm immediately. He won't make the same mistake twice.
Capt. Bart Mancuso : My orders are specific, Mr. Ryan.
Capt. Bart Mancuso : [handing Ramius a gun] You may need this, sir.