Hydell: Listen, if you're gonna shit yourself, now would be the perfect time, wouldn't it?
[Alex shoots an engineer.]
Alex: Hopefully this will short circut me the inevitable "it can't be done" discussion. I need this door open, now.
Snow: Ok, see here on the map?
Emilie Warnock: Yeah.
Snow: That's where the pod is. You get in it, you fly away. The good guys will come and get you, ok?
Emilie Warnock: On my own?
Snow: You're a big girl, right? Here's an apple and a gun. Don't talk to strangers, shoot them.
Emilie Warnock: You're back.
Snow: Yeah. Well, I wasn't busy. We should go.
Snow: Ah great, they cut transmission.
Emilie Warnock: Who did?
Snow: ...The little transmission faries. Who do you think?
Alex: We're gona need a new engineer. This one's sprung a leak.
Henry Shaw: Snow, what's going on?
Snow: Eh, global warming. Some celebrity's getting a boob job. Congress is screwing the pooch again. You know, same old.
Henry Shaw: If this works, I'll wear a tutu and pink pantyhose.
Snow: It's easy to be a saint when nothing's on the line.
Inmate: Why don't we just kill that lunatic?
Alex: Because he's my brother.
Snow: You know, I've got this feeling your old man's not going to approve of this. I mean, I can't really see this going anywhere, can you?
Emilie Warnock: Depends on how good you are in bed.
Snow: Well in that case, I give it at least 10 minutes.
Emilie Warnock: I know something about you. Amazing what you could find out as First Daughter in old Army documents. Last name Snow. First name... Marion.
Snow: My old man was a John Wayne fan.
Emilie Warnock: Must have been tough on the playground.
Snow: That's why I'm so lovable.
Emilie Warnock: Looks like you're a free man.
Snow: Thanks to you.
Emilie Warnock: What kind of Robin Hood would I be if I didn't stop to rescue Maid Marion once in a while?
Harry Shaw: Nobody smokes anymore, Snow!
Emilie Warnock: What if this doesn't work?
Snow: Well, then we're probably gonna die.
Emilie Warnock: Is that your idea of encouragement?
Duke: Who are you?
Langral: Secret Service.
Duke: I didn't hear anything about this.
Harry Shaw: That will be why they call it secret, right?
Snow: Don't get me wrong. It's a dream vacation. I mean, I load up. I go into space. I get inside the maximum-security nuthouse. Save the President's daughter, if she's not dead already. Get past all the psychos who've just woken up. I'm thrilled that you would think of me.
Emilie Warnock: So it says here you were convicted of aggravated physical assault?
Hydell: No. I'm innocent. That wasn't me. That's a case of mistaken identity.
Emilie Warnock: 53 counts?
Hydell: I've a very familiar face.
Langral: What happened in that hotel room?
Snow: Oh, it was coupon night and I was trampolining your wife.
[Snow is punched in the face.]
Langral: You're a real comedian aren't you, Snow?
Snow: Well I guess that's why they call it the punch line.
[Snow is punched again.]
Langral: You don't like me, do you?
Snow: Don't flatter yourself. I don't like anybody.
Langral: With that attitude, I can see why nobody likes you.
Snow: Oh, come on. People love me. Just ask your wife.
[Snow is punched again.].
