Airport

"If he tears this plane apart, I hope you've got eight million to pay for it."

Vernon Demerest: "Sitting behind that desk made you think like a bookkeeper."
Mel Bakersfeld: "I didn't always fly a desk."
Vernon Demerest: "Well all right, Daddy. Now you tell me about when you were a war hero. You flew those pursuit jobs you could land in a parking lot. But when I'm setting down over 200,000 pounds of 707, I want something under my wheels that's plenty long and mighty dry."

"There's bound to be a passenger with a fifty-dollar wrenched back. I'd better get out there with some release forms and plenty of sympathy and understanding."

"This time, do me one favor. If your boss says two and two is six, agree with him."

Gwen: "Nuts to the man in 21D."
Ruth: "You said it."

"Who do ya think you're talking to, some kid that fixes bicycles? I know every inch of the 707! Take the wings off this and you could use it as a tank! This plane is built to withstand anything... except a bad pilot."

"Helen was a stewardess, flying DC-4s. That's how we met and, uh... she knew what was going on. So when we got married, I made her a promise, the obvious one. I always kept it."

"They're having a conference now to decide what to do. But I need somebody who knows. A genius. Like Patroni."