Peevy: You got a good thing goin' on with that girl, Clifford. And I'm tellin' you right now, if she flies the coop, it's gonna be your fault. Cliff Secord: Aw, what do you know about women, Peev? You haven't had a date since 1932. Peevy: Flora Maxwell. There wasn't any point datin' nobody after her.
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Jenny: I've finally played a scene with Neville Sinclair.
Victor, Filmstage Director: Acting is acting like you're *not* acting, so act, but don't *act* like you're acting.
Peevy: House? We don't got a house. We got a gazebo.
Howard Hughes: It cost a man's life to get this out of Germany.
Cliff Secord: Why don't you stick that welding torch in my ear, and call it the end of a perfect day.
Howard Hughes: That son of a bitch *will* fly!
Neville Sinclair: Goodbye, Eddie. Happy Valentine's Day.
Peevy: House? We don't got a house. We got a gazebo.
Eddie Valentine: Go get 'em, kid.
Howard Hughes: It cost a man's life to get this out of Germany.
Howard Hughes: That son of a bitch *will* fly!
Lothar: Where is the rocket?
Neville Sinclair: Goodbye, Eddie. Happy Valentine's Day.
Jenny: I've finally played a scene with Neville Sinclair.
Victor, Filmstage Director: Acting is acting like you're *not* acting, so act, but don't *act* like you're acting.
Cliff Secord: Why don't you stick that welding torch in my ear, and call it the end of a perfect day.
Cliff Secord: Jenny, prepare yourself for a shock: I'm the Rocketeer. Jenny: The Rocke-who? Cliff Secord: Oh, for crying out loud, haven't you read the papers? Jenny: No, I've been working all day.
Peevy: You got a good thing goin' on with that girl, Clifford. And I'm tellin' you right now, if she flies the coop, it's gonna be your fault. Cliff Secord: Aw, what do you know about women, Peev? You haven't had a date since 1932. Peevy: Flora Maxwell. There wasn't any point datin' nobody after her.
Jenny: Oh my God. Neville Sinclair's a... Neville Sinclair: A what? Spy? Saboteur? Fascist? All of the above.
Newsreel Announcer: Herr Hitler assures the western powers he is not massing troops at the Czech border. Here comes the Fuehrer's latest symbol of German progress, the airship Luxembourg, beginning its American tour to promote world peace. Cliff Secord: World peace! What he means is a piece of the world.
FBI Agent Fitch: Your buddy's getting fitted for a pine overcoat. If you make it to County General, Alcatraz is your new digs. Spit it out, Wilmer! Where's the package? Wilmer, Wounded Robber: Blown to hell. Why don't you go look for it?
Peevy: Keep her straight, keep her level. It's your first time up, so don't do anything interesting. Cliff Secord: Who, me? Peevy: And remember, she stalls out at about a hundred. So keep the air speed up. Otherwise, you're gonna be drifting around all over the sky. And if the ailerons start to shimmy... Cliff Secord: Peevy, I have flown a plane or two in my life. Peevy: Not like this one, you haven't. This one's... This one's a handful. You sneeze in this thing and you're gonna end up upside-down in the bean field. Peevy: That's fresh paint, dammit! Cliff Secord: You want me to crash? Peevy: Chewing gum ain't gonna keep your butt up in the air. Peevy: You treat her nice, Clifford. She's gonna take us all the way to the nationals.
Neville Sinclair: It's a rocket. Eddie Valentine: A rocket? Neville Sinclair: Yeah. Like in the comic books.
Cliff Secord: Peevy, you'd pay to see a man fly, wouldn't you? Peevy: Ha! You've gotta be outta your mind! Cliff Secord: Look, I'm talking about making some real money here, Peevy. Not just ten bucks a show, but enough to get us back on our feet and into the nationals. Peevy: Are your eyes painted on, Clifford? This thing's like strapping nitroglycerine to your back. Besides, the feds are mixed up in this. Cliff Secord: I don't want to keep it, I just want to borrow it for a while. Peevy: Clifford, when you borrow something and you don't tell nobody, they call that stealing, you know. Cliff Secord: Just a couple of weeks. As soon as we can afford a new plane, we'll give it back, I swear. Peevy: Clifford, did you see what this thing did back there? Cliff Secord: You're always telling me what a genius you are, Peev! Fix it! Peevy: We're gonna need one hell of a lawyer. Cliff Secord: I think we're gonna need a helmet.
