Sum of All Fears

John Clark:
I need to get one of those. I don't even have E-mail.

Bill Cabot:
When I asked for your advice, I didn't mean that you should actually speak.

Zorkin:
I am to be described as "robust" and "healthy."

Bill Cabot:
What's the t-shirt say?

Jack Ryan:
I don't go on the, you know, missions, I just write reports for the CIA.

John Clark:
Then write a report about it.

Cabot:
Are you Ryan?

Jack Ryan:
Yes, sir.

Cabot:
What is this? The Paper Chase?

Jack Ryan:
Sir, my ah...

Cabot:
Well come on, were late.

Cabot:
You're about to breathe air that's way over your pay grade so listen up. You're going to be asked for analysis and advice, so be God damn sure you know what you're talking about before you give it. Don't be afraid to say you don't know. Choose your words carefully, words have a habit of being turned into policy.

Jack Ryan:
General, the President is basing his decisions on some really bad information right now. And if you shut me out, your family, and my family, and twenty-five million other families will be dead in thirty minutes.

Dressler:
Let no man call us crazy. They called Hitler crazy. But Hitler was not crazy. He was stupid. You don't try and fight Russia and America. You get Russia and America to fight each other... and destroy each other.

John Clark:
Shoot him, Ryan. Shoot him before he figures out what I'm saying.

Bill Cabot:
How's your Russian?

John Clark:
It still works. Why?

Bill Cabot:
Three Russian nuclear scientists are missing. I need to know where they are.

President Robert Fowler:
This can't be happening.

President Robert Fowler:
My beautiful wife, Julie, is from New Jersey. 15 electoral votes... and is, as you know, half Jewish. So we'll take Florida's 25 electoral votes and divide by 2. My daughter, Jeanie, is expecting her first child. If it's a girl, she will be named Virginia. 13 electoral votes. In fact, even if it's a boy, he'll be named Virginia. She reminds me that I have publicly acknowledged that as a young Marine officer in Vietnam, I did, on a handful of occasions, smoke marijuana.

President Robert Fowler:
California. 54 electoral votes.

Jack Ryan:
The bomb is in play.

Bill Cabot:
Welcome to the CIA, sport.

President Nemerov:
For you to get involved here, its like sleeping with another mans wife... and what you are suggesting is that afterwards they all live together under the same roof... but what really happens is that the betrayed husband goes out and buys a gun.

Dressler:
Most people believe the twentieth century was defined by the death struggle of communism versus capitalism, and that fascism was but a hiccup. Today we know better. Communism was a fool's errand, the followers of Marx gone from this Earth; but the followers of Hitler abound and thrive.

President Nemerov:
I can't stop what I did not start.

President Fowler:
We gotta update these fire drills, Billy. I mean, if the sh*t ever hits the fan, I'm not going underground. This place is a goddamn tomb down there!

Bill Cabot:
We've also gotta choose someone else to face off against besides the Russians all the time.

President Fowler:
Really? Let's see. Who else has 27,000 nukes for us to worry about?

Bill Cabot:
It's the guy with one I'm worried about.

President Fowler:
And don't underestimate Zorkin, pal. Between his economy, crime, Chechnya...

Cabot:
His liver.

President Fowler:
What's left of it. How is he, by the way?

Cabot:
He's got a press conference scheduled for this afternoon. So at least we know he can sit up.

Jack:
I'm just saying Zorkin's putting on weight. Really, I don't know why you guys have to reduce everything to sex. It's just disgusting.

Dressler:
So what shall we make of Chechnya, asking the West for protection? She is like a beautiful virgin, escaping the clutches of a lecherous bear... and running to Bill Clinton to save her maidenhood.

Dressler:
Each day we lose a little bit more of our separate, sovereign ability to determine our own futures... and each day the world comes a little bit closer to that terrible moment when the beating of a butterfly's wings unleashes a hurricane God himself cannot stop.

Dubinin:
I remain devoted to our little plan.

Dressler:
At what you are charging us, I am not surprised.

Revell:
The system's set up so that it can't be cut off!

Revell:
That's the whole idea!

Jack:
Sir, I know you. I know you had nothing to do with the Baltimore bomb, and you sure as hell know you didn't! But you're still about to launch a nuclear strike against us! This no longer has anything to do with Baltimore! Now it's about fear! Our fear of your missiles, your fear of our subs, fear of being weak, fear of making a mistake... the same fear of the other guy that had us build these goddamn bombs in the first place!

Revell:
We've got activity on the Hot Line.

President Fowler:
They had their chance.

Revell:
No, no. Someone's talking *to* the Kremlin.

John Clark:
I'm a physician. I promise whatever you tell me will stay between us.