Clayton Stone:
Jesus, fifty-five minutes... We'll be pretty cold by then.

Buzz Lloyd:
Well, one of us's gonna have to go. I mean uh... that's what we're talkin' about, isnt it? One of us goes and the... other two stay. What... what are we gonna do?

Clayton Stone:
Alright look. Let's do this scientifically: two big guys throw the little guy out, okay?

Charles Keith:
Look, I've got to get to a telephone!

Charles Keith:
Officer, I'm Charles Keith, head of Manned Space!