Virgil Quotes in Battle for the Planet of the Apes (1973)

Virgil: All knowledge is for good. Only the use to which you put it can be good or evil.

Caesar: Can one murder be avenged by another?

Virgil: Perhaps only the future will tell.

Virgil: Teacher only reverted to type under provocation. He... he spoke like a slavemaster in the old days of our servitude when we were conditioned to mechanical obedience. He, uh, he uttered a negative, uh, imperative.

Caesar: Could you put that into words which even Caesar could understand?

Virgil: Uh, he said, "No, Aldo, no!"

[during bar brawl]

Virgil: Well, it seems that my stuntmen have arrived. I'd better go... rehearse.

Virgil: Do you really think Randolph Hope is going to spend one minute in jail? Tomorrow, Hope Industries will still be the largest shareholder in the company you call America.

Deputy Joe Bob: [Deputy Joe Bob tries to get Stryker to enter into the fight contest] We're real democratic here Mr. Stryker, why... why just about anybody could climb into that ring to see what kind of a man he is.

Virgil: Don't need to experience, no entry fee, just a little guts.

Deputy Joe Bob: And I am going to save the next dance for you.

Stryker: I don't dance.

Deputy Joe Bob: [Deputy Joe Bob makes a crack about the band playing to Stryker] They're playing our song, sweety.

Stryker: [Still turning down Deputy Joe Bob's offer to enter into the contest] Like I said, I don't dance.

[to the aliens floating behind the water-curtain]

Virgil: Howdy. Uh... How are you guys doin'?

[Bud is being put into the fluid-breathing suit]

Virgil: So, I can hear you, but I can't talk, right?

Ensign Monk: The fluid prevents the larynx from making sound. Excuse me. It'll feel a little strange.

Virgil: Yeah, no shit.

[One Night is trying to disconnect the umbilical]

Virgil: How's it going, One Night?

Lisa "One Night" Standing: All hell must be breakin' loose up there. This cable's pissin' me off. I can't get a grip on it!

Virgil: Well, keep tryin' baby, just keep tryin'.

Bendix: [back on the Benthic] Shit! We've got a problem! We're losing number two thruster! Bearing's going... It's not holding! We're swinging out of position here!

Benthic Explorer Captain: God damn it!

[the cable slams into One Night's cab]

Lisa "One Night" Standing: Shit!

Alan "Hippy" Carnes: The rig is movin'!

Virgil: Yeah, I can see that!

[to the radio]

Virgil: Topside! Topside, pay out some slack, we're gettin' dragged!

Benthic Explorer Captain: [to the crane operator over radio] Down on number one winch!

Virgil: We're gettin' dragged!

Benthic Explorer Captain: [shouts] Down on one!

[he gestures frantically through the window at the crane operator; the crane operator signals that he can't hear; the crane breaks off the ship and falls into the water]

Benthic Explorer Captain: Shit! Get him on the UQC!

[into the radio]

Benthic Explorer Captain: Bud! We lost the crane!

Virgil: Say again, what?

Benthic Explorer Captain: The crane! We've lost the crane! It's on its way down to you!

Virgil: All right, all right everybody brace for impact! Close all the exterior hatches, let's go go go go!

Lt. Coffey: [to SEALs] You two help secure the rig! Let's go!

Virgil: One Night! One Night, can you hear me? Get the hell outta there, the crane's comin' down!

[part of the cable hits One Night's cab, but she manages to get away]

Lisa "One Night" Standing: I'm okay, I'm clear, Bud!

[the crew braces for impact; Hippy puts Beany in a plastic bag]

Virgil: [Is sleeping and snoring loudly]

Lindsey Brigman: Turn on your side, Virgil.

Virgil: [Does so, still asleep, and stops snoring]

[the Deep Core crew are locked in the kitchen; Coffey is about to nuke the aliens]

Lindsey Brigman: Schoenick, your Lieutenant's about to make a real bad career move!

Alan "Hippy" Carnes: The guy's crazier than a shit-house rat!

Virgil: Schoenick!

Lindsey Brigman: They're trying to make contact! Schoenick, *please*, listen to us!

Ensign Monk: Can't you see he's lost it?

Schoenick: Shut up.

Ensign Monk: The shock wave will kill us.

Schoenick: Quiet!

Ensign Monk: [relentlessly] It'll crush this rig like a beer can.

Schoenick: Shut up man, what're you talkin' about?

Ensign Monk: We've gotta stop him!

Schoenick: Shut up!

Ensign Monk: This is not our mission! We can't detonate without orders!

Virgil: Linds, I want you to stay away from that guy. I mean it.

Alan "Hippy" Carnes: The guy is gone. Did you see his hands?

Lindsey Brigman: What? He got the shakes?

Virgil: Look, he's operating on his own. He's cut off from his chain of command. He's showing signs of pressure-induced psychosis, and he's got a nuclear weapon. So as a personal favor to me, will you try to put your tongue in neutral for a while?

Alan "Hippy" Carnes: [nervous] I got to tell you, I give this whole thing a sphincter-factor of about nine point five.

Virgil: [looking at the picture Lindsey took of the alien craft] That's a great shot, Linds.

Catfish De Vries: You drop your dive light?

Lindsey Brigman: No, come on you guys, come on. Now that's the small one, that's the small one here. You can kinda see how it's zigging around.

Alan "Hippy" Carnes: Yeah, whatever it is.

Lindsey Brigman: I'm *telling* you what it is, you're just not *hearing* me.

Catfish De Vries: Now Lindsey, you...

Lindsey Brigman: There is something down there! Something not us.

Catfish De Vries: You could be more specific.

Virgil: [humorously] Somethin' that "zigs".

Lindsey Brigman: Not *us*. Not *human*, get it? Something non-human, but intelligent... A non-terrestrial intelligence.

Alan "Hippy" Carnes: A non-terrestrial intelligence. NTIs. Oh man, that's better than UFOs. Oh, but that works too, huh? "Underwater Flying Objects".

Virgil: You know, I can't believe you were dumb enough to come down here. Now you're stuck here for the storm. That was dumb, hot rod. Real dumb.

Lindsey Brigman: I didn't come down here to fight with you.

Virgil: Yeah? Well, why did you come down then?

Lindsey Brigman: You need me. Nobody knows the systems on this rig better than I do. Once you're disconnected from the Explorer you are on your own for however long this storm lasts. I mean, what if something was to happen after the surface deport clears off? What would you have done?

Virgil: Yeah, right. Us poor, dumb old boys would've had to think for ourselves. Coulda been a disaster!

[the cab is flooding]

Virgil: All right, all right, here.

[takes off his dive suit collar]

Virgil: You put this on.

Lindsey Brigman: No, no! What are you doing?

Virgil: Don't argue with me, goddammit, just put it on!

Lindsey Brigman: Look, this is not an option, so just forget about it, all right?

Virgil: Lindsey, shut up! Shut up, and put this thing on!

Lindsey Brigman: If you'll be logical for one second...

Virgil: FUCK LOGIC!

Lindsey Brigman: Please, listen! Just listen to me for one second. Now you've got the suit on, and you're a much better swimmer than I am, right?

Virgil: [reluctantly] Yeah, maybe...

Lindsey Brigman: Right? Yes! So I've got a plan.

Virgil: What's the plan?

Lindsey Brigman: I drown, and you tow me back to the rig.

Virgil: No. No!

Lindsey Brigman: Yes! This water...

Virgil: NO!

Lindsey Brigman: ...is only a couple degrees above freezing! I g-go into deep hypothermia, my blood'll go like ice water, right? My body systems will slow down, they won't stop...

Virgil: Linds...

Lindsey Brigman: You tow me back and I can, I can be revived after, maybe ten or fifteen minutes. Ten-fifteen minutes!

Virgil: [pushing the suit collar at her] Linds, you put this on, you put it on!

Lindsey Brigman: [pushing the collar back at him] No, it's the only way! Just put this on! Put this on, you know I'm right. Please, it's the only way, you've got all the s-stuff on the rig to do this! Put this on, Bud, *please*...

Virgil: [putting the collar back on] This is insane.

Lindsey Brigman: Oh my God, I know. But it's the only way.

[about the rig]

Lindsey Brigman: I got over four years invested in this project.

Virgil: Yeah, you only had three years invested in me.

Lindsey Brigman: Well you have to have priorities.

[last lines]

Lindsey Brigman: Hi, Brigman.

Virgil: Hi, Mrs. Brigman.

Ensign Monk: Bud, give me a reading from your liquid oxygen gauge.

Virgil: [typing] 5 minuts worth

Lindsey Brigman: [shocked] What?

Alan "Hippy" Carnes: It took him *thirty* minutes just to get down there!

Lindsey Brigman: Bud! Do you hear me? You drop your weights and start back now, Bud. The gauge could be wrong. Do you hear me? Just drop your weights and start back now. The gauge could be wrong! The gauge could be wrong, you drop your weights and start back now!

Virgil: [typing] Going to stay awhile

Lindsey Brigman: No, you won't stay there, do you hear me, you drop your weights! You can breathe *shallow*, do you hear me? Bud, please listen to me, *please*, goddammit, you dragged me back from the bottomless pit, you can't leave me here *alone* now, please...

[sobs]

Lindsey Brigman: Oh God, Virgil, please... please...

Virgil: [typing] Don't cry baby. Knew this was one way ticket, but you know I had to come. Love you wife.

Virgil: [over the phone] Brigman here. Yeah, Kirkhill, what's going on? Yeah, I'm calm. I'm a calm person. Is there some reason I shouldn't be calm?

[long pause, then... ]

Virgil: [furious] WHAT?

Lindsey Brigman: [as the Pseudopod approaches] Bud! Bud! Get up!

[Bud sits up, stares at the pseudopod]

Virgil: [throwing a pillow at Cat] Hey, Cat. Cat!

Catfish De Vries: [half-awake] Hey, lemme alone.

[sees the pseudopod, jerks awake and grabs a flowerpot as if to throw it]

Virgil: [about Lindsey] She didn't leave me. She just left me behind.

Lt. Coffey: Let's get something straight. You people are under my authority.

Catfish De Vries: Look, partner, we don't work for you. We don't take orders from you. And we don't much like you.

Virgil: Hey, Cat. Cat.

Catfish De Vries: Yeah?

Virgil: Why don't you take the first watch on sonar? Okay?

Lindsey Brigman: [the pseudopod mimics Lindsey] It's trying to communicate.

[the pseudopod changes to Bud's face]

Lisa "One Night" Standing: It's Bud!

Lindsey Brigman: [laughing delightedly] It's wonderful!

Virgil: [grinning] It's me!

Virgil: [to the Alien] How do you know they're really gonna do it? Where do you get off passing judgment on us? You can't be sure. How do you know?

[the aliens show him gruesome footage of war and conflict; Bud bows his head]

Virgil: [after the aliens call off the tidal wave that would have wiped out humanity] You could've done it. Why didn't you?

Aliens: [via the water screen, in Bud's typing] Knew this was one way ticket, but you know I had to come. Love you wife.

Virgil: This is Hell, Dante. Not your personal fantasy.

Vida Boheme: So, I gather you like hitting ladies.

Virgil: Some ladies need to get hit.

Vida Boheme: Well then, it stands to reason that some men need to get hit back.

[slaps him]

Virgil: [to Carol Ann] Actin' real proud of yourself just like a New York City girl.

Virgil: Nobody wears beige to a bank robbery!

Virgil: After fifteen minutes I wanted to marry her, and after half an hour I completely gave up the idea of stealing her purse.

Bank Teller #1: Does this look like "gub" or "gun"?

Bank Teller #2: Gun. See? But what does "abt" mean?

Virgil: It's "act". A-C-T. Act natural. Please put fifty thousand dollars into this bag and act natural.

Bank Teller #1: Oh, I see. This is a holdup?

[last lines]

Virgil: Do you know if it's raining outside?

Virgil: **after another group of robbers enters the bank** "O.K., show of hands. How many people want to be robbed by *this* group?"

Virgil: Children witherin' away up here, brother, worshippin' the idol of capital, lustin' after the false salvation of here and now. Black brother and sister perishin' up here, mon, waiting for scrap from oppressor table. Oppressor got us for *house pet*; do him tricks to get reward. Oppressor need a slave; him find it here. Oppressor need a harlot; him find it here. Oppressor don't need here at all; him wipe it away from the map.

Virgil: Nighttime is promise, brother. You make deals in the night. Pay all you've got for what you can't see and when sun come up. Illuminate: we been cheated again.

Virgil: Now the first time you kill somebody, that's the hardest. I don't give a shit if you're fuckin' Wyatt Earp or Jack the Ripper. Remember that guy in Texas? The guy up in that fuckin' tower that killed all them people? I'll bet you green money that first little black dot he took a bead on, that was the bitch of the bunch. First one is tough, no fuckin' foolin'. The second one... the second one ain't no fuckin' Mardis Gras either, but it's better than the first one 'cause you still feel the same thing, y'know... except it's more diluted, y'know it's... it's better. I threw up on the first one, you believe that? Then the third one... the third one is easy, you level right off. It's no problem. Now... shit... now I do it just to watch their fuckin' expression change.

[Alabama walks into her room and sees Virgil sitting on a couch holding a shotgun]

Virgil: Hi.

Alabama: Hi... cigarette?

Virgil: No... that's a very nice outfit.

Alabama: This? I got this in Las Vegas, Nevada.

[pause]

Virgil: Alabama, where's our coke and where's Clarence, and when's he coming back?

Alabama: I'm sorry, I think you have the wrong room. My name is Saddie. We don't have any coke but there's a Pepsi machine down the hall. I don't know anybody named Clarence but perhaps my husband does. You can ask him because he'll be home any minute. He plays football. He's just at a... practice.

Virgil: All right, no more Mr Fucking Nice Guy.

Virgil: Where's my coke, where's Clarence, and when's he coming back?

Alabama: ...Fuck You.

Virgil: You're not dirty enough. You're not crazy enough.

Dan Saxon: I'm getting really fucking tired of hearing you say that.

Virgil: Yeah? Well being tired is a lot better than being dead, man.

Virgil: I saw the horizon. It's out there. And though I may not ever be able to touch it, it's worth reaching for.

Virgil: Who are we kidding? I'm blind. I can't see see. I don't belong here. I'm not meant to see.

Amy Benic: You're darn right you're blind. I'm standing right here for you and you don't even look.

Virgil: Great. I'm blind and you're deaf. What a perfect pair.

Virgil: Maybe I'm not meant to see.

Virgil: She smelled like cinnamon and nutmeg.

Ethan: Are you blind?

Virgil: Yeah.

Ethan: Cool, see ya.

Virgil: It's sort of an experiential thing; um; how do I put this?... What would God want with a virtuous young girl if she has not known sin... if you don't know sin - intimately - how can you know redemption... if you haven't done anything

[like that]

Virgil: , how can you go and ask God for forgiveness... you gotta transform... luckily, I'm here to help! I'm giving you a once in a lifetime opportunity... I've devised this moral cleansing... you're gonna fill yourself up with sin and then purge yourself completely of any goodness... There are no priests in this religion; we have to go on this journey together...

[and]

Virgil: at the end you'll either be insane - or dead!

[Breezy rides up to Blanche's wagon wearing his Sunday-go-to-meeting clothes]

Widow Blanche: Oh Virgil, look at the nice man!

Virgil: Is that what he is?

Virgil: Me and my big mouth. I'd get rid of it, except it's such a handy place to keep my teeth.

Virgil: They tell me when you ride you ride as if you were a part of the horse. Would that be a compliment, Sir?

Virgil: So do me something.