[
as the submarine enters the brain]
Dr. Duval:
Yet all the suns that light the corridors of the universe shine dim before the blazing of a single thought...
Grant:
- proclaiming in incandescent glory the myriad mind of Man...
Dr. Michaels:
Very poetic, gentlemen. Let me know when we pass the soul.
Dr. Duval:
The soul? The finite mind cannot comprehend infinity - and the soul, which comes from God, is infinite.
Dr. Michaels:
Yes, well, our time isn't.
Dr. Peter Duval:
The medieval philosophers were right. Man is the center of the universe. We stand in the middle of infinity between outer and inner space, and there's no limit to either.
Grant:
Wait a minute! They can't shrink me.
General Carter:
Our miniaturizer can shrink anything.
Grant:
But I don't want to be miniaturized!
General Carter:
It's just for an hour.
Grant:
Not even for a minute!
General Carter:
[
after the briefing before the mission] Any questions?
Grant:
Yes. When can I catch the next train back to town?
Cora Peterson:
We're going to see things no one has ever seen before. Just think about it.
Grant:
That's the trouble. I am.
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