Under Siege

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Under Siege is a 1992 film starring Steven Seagal, Tommy Lee Jones, Gary Busey, and Erika Eleniak. It is about a former Navy SEAL, Casey Ryback (Steven Seagal) must stop a group of terrorists led ex-CIA agent William Stranix (Tommy Lee Jones) and executive officer Commander Krill (Gary Busey) from using the ship to hijack its weapons.

Casey Ryback[edit]

  • I'm just a cook.
  • Yeah, well, I also cook.
  • Next thing I know, you'll be dating musicians.
  • All your ridiculous, pitiful antics won't change a thing. You and I, we're puppets in the same sick play. We serve the same master and he's an ungrateful lunatic. There's nothing we can do about it. You and I are the same.
  • Keep the faith, Stranix.
  • Come on, that's not striking an officer. [punches Krill in the face] That's striking an officer. [begins to fight Marines]

William Stranix[edit]

  • Don't worry about a thing, baby. You can play this with your eyes shut.
  • (singing) And there she is. Miss July 1989. Wait a minute. Wait a minute. No, no, no. That's not Miss July.
  • Let this be a learning experience. If you resist, we will kill you and the man next to you. Now move out of here in an orderly fashion. Now!
  • Doumer, Doumer, Doumer. Why didn't you hire this person? I don't know what his price would have been, but it would have been WORTH it.
  • Daffy... Porky Pig... Little red fucker with a mustache... (Yosemite Sam)
  • All of my life. Saturday morning cartoons. The best. For example, remember those two little shrimps coming in, riding seahorses, little chaps, little pistols? Bang! Bang! Bang! Shooting over their shoulders. Rescue that lobster from the Swedish cook. Funniest thing I ever saw in my life! Splendid work, by the way.
  • (pressing the buttons) This little piggy goes to the market. This little piggy stay at home. This little piggy... Oh, mama. Oh, mama. We... We... We... WEEEEEEEE!! All the way home! (air guitars the Star-Spangled Banner)

Commander Krill[edit]

  • [spitting at Ryback's soup] Add a little flavor.
  • Then you don't know about Ryback? He is an extreme psychopath. He hates officers. He hates America. This is the captain's birthday. I don't want him ruining it. No one speaks to him or lets him out. If he tries to escape, shoot him right here. I'm counting on you.
  • (dressed as a woman) I'm your date tonight, Captain.
  • Commander Krill has become increasingly hostile to the crew possibly due to anger over reviews of his performance. I recommend that he'll be given a psychological evaluation before taking over HIS NEXT ASSIGNMENT!! Do I look like I need a psychological evaluation?
  • [after Ryback punches him in the face] Now I know why you are a cook. Because you hit like a faggot.

Dialogues[edit]

Commander Krill (Krill is wearing women's clothing, makeup, fake breasts, and a wig): Listen to the shit I have to put up with: "In the past few weeks, Commander Krill has become increasingly hostile to the crew, possibly due to anger over reviews of his performance. I recommend that he'll be given a psychological evaluation before taking over his next assignment!" Do I look like I need a psychological evaluation?
William Stranix: Not at all.
Commander Krill: I got to change.

William Stranix: The disk, Mr. Pitt. Guard it with your life.
Mr. Pitt: Of course.

William Stranix: Anything else you forgot to tell us about? Any other little memory losses or oversights, perhaps?
Commander Krill: No other little memory losses or oversights perhaps. There's two men, one of them's locked up. And I'll take care of him...
William Stranix: No, no, no. We'll handle it. Secure the galley. Send Cates, send Ziggs.
Shadow: You got it.
Commander Krill: This Marine's armed, Bill. I think we should send more, I'll go...
William Stranix: Don't worry about it. These guys are professionals. They can handle 20 Marines, and a 100 cooks.

William Stranix: Gentlemen, if any ships or aircraft approach within 100 miles, we will kill the crew and retaliate using the ship's arsenal.
Tom Breaker: Bill, this is Tom. What's going on?
William Stranix: I have 32 Tomahawks under my thumb, and all you can do is alert the media.
Tom Breaker: You don't have the launch codes.
William Stranix: I'll take a guess. 5-6-6-0-4-9-9-7-8-0.
Tom Breaker: This is insane.
William Stranix: Be careful with that word, Tom.

Tweety Bird: Any sign of Wile E. Coyote?
William Stranix: No. Meet at the bird cage as planned, Roadrunner, out!
Commander Krill: You're the roadrunner?
William Stranix: Yeah, never been caught. Mee-meep.

William Stranix: The man that did this is a professional. Who is he, and what's he doing running around on my battleship, Mr. Krill?
Commander Krill: Your battleship? You wouldn't be on this battleship if it wasn't for me. He's a cook, plain and simple...
William Stranix: This is not the work of a cook.
Commander Krill: He came on board with the captain. I know his routine, front and back. He's good with cooking knives...
(Stranix rips the throwing knife out of Cates's jugular and holds it up to Krill's face)
William Stranix: Cooking knives?
Commander Krill: He got lucky. In my professional opinion, he is a military reject in command of a GALLEY!

Jordan Tate: You're not a cook.
Casey Ryback: Yeah, well, I also cook.
Jordan Tate: (Answering call on SEAL MX 20-20) Who in the hell is this?!
Admiral Bates:This is Admiral Bates speaking. I'm trying to get a hold of Chief Ryback, is he about?
Jordan Tate: He's in a gunfight right now, I'll have to take a message.
Jordan Tate: (running after Ryback during gunfight) The safest place on this ship is right behind you!

Mr. Pitt: Whatever they did, they're smarter than I am. Everything's dead. It's hopeless.
William Stranix: Nothing is hopeless. (points gun to Mr. Pitt) Take heart.
Mr. Pitt: Give me time, I'll figure it out.
William Stranix: I like your attitude.

William Stranix: All of my life. Saturday morning cartoons. The best. For example, remember those two little shrimps coming in, riding seahorses, little chaps, little pistols? Bang! Bang! Bang! Shooting over their shoulders. Rescue that lobster from the Swedish cook. Funniest thing I ever saw in my life! Splendid work, by the way.
Shadow: Stranix...
William Stranix: Splendid work. My, my, my, how hell doth quicken the spirit. Tomahawks!
Mr. Pitt: They're up and ready.
William Stranix: Where?
Mr. Pitt: The fire control.
William Stranix: Of course, the fire control. Chips and dips on the weather deck. Don't be late. Motor launch is waiting! All hands! Clear out of here!
Mr. Pitt: Let's go.
Shadow: Stranix, four minutes.
Mr. Pitt: Meet us at the motor launch.

William Stranix: I'll take that weapon. Quietly. Now!
(William Stranix grabs Casey Ryback's gun and tosses it.)
Casey Ryback: You look familiar. I know you, don't I?
William Stranix: I think you do. Been a long time.
Casey Ryback: Yes, sir. It has.
William Stranix: Turn around. We'll have a tour. Step forward. Here we have our Tomahawks speeding their way to the sunny Aloha State. Turn around. As you can see, there will be no return. I got the key. The lock is broken. Step forward. Have a sit over there. You'll watch the end of the world on TV, my man. Put your feet up. Relax. You know, you're good. You are really good. It's a shame to kill you. Behold my finest work.
Casey Ryback: Do me a favor. Tell me something. You really think blowing up a bunch of innocent people will change anything? What made you flip like this?
William Stranix: I got tired of coming up with last-minute desperate solutions to impossible problems created by other fucking people.
Casey Ryback: All your ridiculous, pitiful antics won't change a thing. You and I, we're puppets in the same sick play. We serve the same master and he's an ungrateful lunatic. There's nothing we can do about it. You and I are the same.
William Stranix: Oh, no. No. No. No. There's a difference, my man. You have faith. I don't!

Tom Breaker: Look, Bill, I know things are a little chaotic for you right now.
William Stranix: Chaotic? Wake up, Tom! You know, and I know, that chaos and bedlam are consuming the entire world! UV light waves are only the beginning, Tom. We have an inch of topsoil left.
Tom Breaker: Topsoil?
William Stranix: Sexually transmitted diseases, deforestation, irreversibly progressive depletion of the global gene pool. It all adds up to oblivion, pal. Governments will fall, anarchies will reign. It's a brave new world.

Cast[edit]

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