Reverend Frank Scott Quotes in The Poseidon Adventure (1972)

[Steam covers the escape route. Looking up]

Reverend Frank Scott: What more do you want of us? We've come all this way, no thanks to you. We did it on our own, no help from you.

[moves closer to steam valve]

Reverend Frank Scott: We did ask you to fight for us but damn it, don't fight against us! Leave us alone! How many more sacrifices? How much more blood?

[jumps to steam valve. Steam burns his hands as he hangs there]

Reverend Frank Scott: How many more lives?

[Starts turning valve]

Reverend Frank Scott: Belle wasn't enough. Acres wasn't. Now this girl! You want another life? Then take me!

[Steam stops. Turns on valve to face survivors]

Reverend Frank Scott: You can make it. Keep going. Rogo! Get them through.

[falls into flaming water below]

Reverend Frank Scott: Please GOD NOT this woman.

Mr. Manny Rosen: I want to stay with her a little longer.

Reverend Frank Scott: You've got one minute.

Reverend Frank Scott: Give her your shirt.

Mike Rogo: My shirt?

Linda Rogo: Come on!

Mike Rogo: Linda, next time you put something on, like I told you to put on!

Reverend Frank Scott: Through the kitchens and go deeper and deeper in the ship till we reach the hull. That way!

Mike Rogo: And you just kick out the botton and we swim ashore, huh?

Linda Rogo: Or maybe you could yell 'This is the police' and it'll open right up!

Mike Rogo: Don't be a smartass!

Linda Rogo: Jesus Christ! What happened?

Reverend Frank Scott: We've turned over.

Reverend Frank Scott: So what resolution should we make for the new year? It's to let God know that you have the guts and the will to do it alone. Resolve to fight for yourselves, and for others, for those you love. And that part of God within you will be fighting with you all the way.

Purser: For God's sake, Reverend, what you're doing is suicide!

Reverend Frank Scott: We're cut off from the rest of the world. They can't get to us. Maybe we can get to them. You've said enough, now get out of the way.

Purser: Pray for us, but don't do this!

[to the others]

Purser: Climbing to another deck will kill you all!

Reverend Frank Scott: And sitting on our butts is not going to help us either. Maybe by climbing out of here, we can save ourselves. If you've got any sense, you'll come along with us.

Reverend Frank Scott: If you don't come with us, her death is meaningless.

Reverend Frank Scott: I said I was gonna get everybody out of here and goddamit I'm gonna do it!

Linda Rogo: Well, what do you want us to do?

Reverend Frank Scott: Are you gonna give us a hand, Mr Rogo?

Mike Rogo: No. Didn't you hear what that Purser said. He said to stay here and keep calm. Help will be here, and I'm staying right here.

Linda Rogo: There he goes, that's my old man.

Mike Rogo: Look Linda.

Linda Rogo: Everything by the book.

Reverend Frank Scott: I said don't look down!

Linda Rogo: Okay, okay.

Mike Rogo: Wait a minute! This is no goddamn engine room!

Linda Rogo: Then where the Hell are we?

Reverend Frank Scott: There was a corridor leading to the engine room.

Mr. Manny Rosen: But now it's underwater.

Reverend Frank Scott: All right. We'll swim through it. Give me the rope.

Linda Rogo: You've gotta be kidding!

Mike Rogo: She's right. If the corridor's underwater what about the engine room?

Reverend Frank Scott: It's in the clear. It's one deck up. It's above us. We'll swim through the bulkhead, down a short corridor and up a companionway. It can't be more than thirty five feet at the most.

Linda Rogo: Oh, is that all!

Reverend Frank Scott: We can do it. Trust me, we can do it!

Reverend Frank Scott: Lets make a toast.

Linda Rogo: Great. What will we drink to?

Reverend Frank Scott: To Love.

Linda Rogo: Here here. To love. To Love. To Love, dummy!

Mike Rogo: Oh.

Reverend Frank Scott: [after giving Belle a boost up the tree] Excuse me for getting so personal, Mrs. Rosen.

Mrs. Belle Rosen: What else could you do? Mrs. Peter Pan I'm not.

Reverend Frank Scott: [Rogo has refused to help move the Christmas tree] You get your ass down here with us, mister, right away.

Mike Rogo: Hey... You oughta watch your language, Preacher. You sound like you come from the slum, or somethin'!

Linda Rogo: You son of a bitch, go help him!

Mike Rogo: I think what I don't like about you, Scott, is your attitude. Or does it go deeper than that?

Reverend Frank Scott: Maybe we're two of a kind, Mr. Rogo. You don't like looking at yourself.