Skyjacked (1972)

James Brolin: Jerome K. Weber

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Quotes 

• Jerome K. Weber : [seeing the crew trying to get the FBI agent out of the cargo hold]  All right, close it up!

  Henry O'Hara : There's a man down in that hold! We're almost at thirty-nine thousand feet, he'll freeze to death!

  Jerome K. Weber : You put a Federal bastard on *my* aircraft?

  [Weber cracks O'Hara in the face] 

  Jerome K. Weber : Okay, Captain, you want him, go get him!

  Jerome K. Weber : [after cracking O'Hara in the face again]  That's what you get for doing your duty! It's standard! More?

  Henry O'Hara : You're not going to touch me again!

  Jerome K. Weber : [pointing his gun at O'Hara]  I'll kill you!

  Henry O'Hara : Not me, not anybody on this airplane. You need me. There's no Moscow unless that man comes up out of there! Nobody dies on my airplane! Not me, not him...

  Henry O'Hara : [motioning to the agent]  ... not them...

  Henry O'Hara : [motioning to Sam and John]  ... not even you, you son of a bitch!

• Jerome K. Weber : [on the cockpit radio, shortly after the hijacked plane has landed in Moscow, Russia]  This is Sergeant Jerome K. Weber. I'm in command of flight 502. Is your commanding officer standing by?

  Moscow radio contact : We read you.

  Jerome K. Weber : My serial number is 567345787. Length of service: eight years, seven months, twenty-two days. Qualified expert: M-16 rifle, .30 caliber carbine, M-60 machine gun, and .38 caliber pistol. Formerly served: First Regiment, forty-seventh Battalion, of the First Infantry Division. I am placing myself at the disposal of your government, along with this Boeing 707 jet airliner. Among my passengers is a United States senator, and a federal security agent. I will receive your commanding officer aboard my aircraft at his earliest convenience. I will require a short rest before commencing debriefing and active service. Thank you.

• Jerome K. Weber : [pulls the pin on grenade, holding it up]  All right you heroes, come and get it!

• Jerome K. Weber : Maybe your fiddle got flushed?

• Jerome K. Weber : I was going to go the Monterey Jazz Festival once, but, you know.

  Gary Brown : How many jazz cellos have you heard? How many?

  Jerome K. Weber : Not many.

  Gary Brown : See what I meant? Just like everyone else. But, that sound, man, once you really get into it, it's somethin'. Anyway, I'd look stupid playin' a flute.

• Gary Brown : [raises his flask of 70 year old brandy]  Here's to your sister.

  [Weber looks puzzled] 

  Gary Brown : Your sister in Minneapolis.

  Jerome K. Weber : Oh, her. To tell you the truth, she's a bitch.

• Jerome K. Weber : I suppose it's the benzedrine. Hell, I'm not used to 'em.

• Henry O'Hara : My foot's falling asleep.

  Jerome K. Weber : I had a buddy who had his foot and his leg and his nuts blown off when he - so, don't fall asleep, Captain.

• Jerome K. Weber : Killing doesn't hurt. Anybody want a drink?

  Henry O'Hara : No thanks. We've got our checklists.

• Jerome K. Weber : Mr. Allen, don't budge your ass.

  Henry O'Hara : Let them get off.

• Jerome K. Weber : Following orders really stinks, doesn't it.

• Gary Brown : [after a night-time landing]  Feelin' alright, now, pal?

  Jerome K. Weber : I thought we were all dead.

  [looks out the airplane window] 

  Jerome K. Weber : Still black as a nig - oh, no offense.

  Gary Brown : Don't bug me none.

• Jerome K. Weber : I love them! They're with me! Angie, we can't get along without you. Nigger buddy! You stay! And you Senator, you're the prize of the package. Hero, you stay! The little broad with the friendly mouth...