Close Encounters of the Third Kind Quotes
After an encounter with U.F.O.s, a line worker feels undeniably drawn to an isolated area in the wilderness where something spectacular is about to happen.
Air Traffic Controller: TWA 517 do you want to report a UFO, over? TWA 517 do you want to report a UFO, over?
TWAPilot: [over radio] Negative, we don't want to report.
Air Traffic Controller: Air East 31, do you wish to report a UFO, over?
AirEast Pilot: [over radio] Negative, we don't want to report one of those either.
Air Traffic Controller: Air East 31, do you wish to file a report of any kind to us?
AirEast Pilot: [over radio] I wouldn't know what kind of report to file, Center.
Air Traffic Controller: Uh Air East 31, uh, me neither.
TWAPilot: [over radio] Negative, we don't want to report.
Air Traffic Controller: Air East 31, do you wish to report a UFO, over?
AirEast Pilot: [over radio] Negative, we don't want to report one of those either.
Air Traffic Controller: Air East 31, do you wish to file a report of any kind to us?
AirEast Pilot: [over radio] I wouldn't know what kind of report to file, Center.
Air Traffic Controller: Uh Air East 31, uh, me neither.
Roy Neary: Is that it? Is that all you're gonna ask me? Well I got a couple of thousand goddamn questions, you know. I want to speak to someone in charge. I want to lodge a complaint. You have no right to make people crazy! You think I investigate every Walter Cronkite story there is? Huh? If this is just nerve gas, how come I know everything in such detail? I've never been here before. How come I know so much? What the hell is going on around here? Who the hell are you people?
Brad Neary: I don't understand these fractions.
Roy Neary: What's one third of sixty?
Brad Neary: [bewildered] That's a fraction, I don't understand them.
Roy Neary: [using a model train as an object lesson] Alright, let's say that this boxcar is sixty feet long, OK?, and one third of it is across this switch here, alright... And now another train is coming... Now, how far do you have to move this boxcar so that the other train doesn't smash it? Quickly Brad, there are thousands of lives at stake... Brad any answer...
[CRASH]
Roy Neary: What's one third of sixty?
Brad Neary: [bewildered] That's a fraction, I don't understand them.
Roy Neary: [using a model train as an object lesson] Alright, let's say that this boxcar is sixty feet long, OK?, and one third of it is across this switch here, alright... And now another train is coming... Now, how far do you have to move this boxcar so that the other train doesn't smash it? Quickly Brad, there are thousands of lives at stake... Brad any answer...
[CRASH]
Dirty Tricks #4: [Plotting about how to clear the Devil's Tower area of its population] Contaminated water. Affects people, crops, animals. Disease.
Dirty Tricks #3: Yeah, epidemic.
Dirty Tricks #1: What kind of disease?
Dirty Tricks #3: A plague. A plague epidemic.
Dirty Tricks #1: Nobody's gonna believe a plague in this day and age.
Dirty Tricks #2: *Anthrax.*
Dirty Tricks #4: Ranching country.
Dirty Tricks #3: Yes!
Dirty Tricks #2: There are a lot of sheep up in those hills.
Wild Bill: Wait, that's good, that's good, I like that. But it may not evacuate everybody. There's always some joker who thinks he's immune. What I need is something so scary it'll clear three hundred square miles of every living Christian soul.
Dirty Tricks #3: Yeah, epidemic.
Dirty Tricks #1: What kind of disease?
Dirty Tricks #3: A plague. A plague epidemic.
Dirty Tricks #1: Nobody's gonna believe a plague in this day and age.
Dirty Tricks #2: *Anthrax.*
Dirty Tricks #4: Ranching country.
Dirty Tricks #3: Yes!
Dirty Tricks #2: There are a lot of sheep up in those hills.
Wild Bill: Wait, that's good, that's good, I like that. But it may not evacuate everybody. There's always some joker who thinks he's immune. What I need is something so scary it'll clear three hundred square miles of every living Christian soul.
Ronnie Neary: Roy, what did it look like?
Roy Neary: It was like an ice cream cone.
Ronnie Neary: What flavor?
Roy Neary: Orange. It was orange - and it wasn't like an ice cream cone. It was, it was more like a shell. You know, it was like this.
Ronnie Neary: Like a taco? Was it like one of those Sara Lee, um, moon-shaped cookies? Those crescent cookies? Don't you think I'm taking this really well? I remember when we used to come to places like this just to look at each other... and snuggle.
Roy Neary: It was like an ice cream cone.
Ronnie Neary: What flavor?
Roy Neary: Orange. It was orange - and it wasn't like an ice cream cone. It was, it was more like a shell. You know, it was like this.
Ronnie Neary: Like a taco? Was it like one of those Sara Lee, um, moon-shaped cookies? Those crescent cookies? Don't you think I'm taking this really well? I remember when we used to come to places like this just to look at each other... and snuggle.
Project Leader: [over a loudspeaker at The Dark Side of the Moon] Could we have the lights in the arena down 60 percent, please... 60 percent.
[the lights go down and running lights turn on one at a time up the runway]
Project Leader: I don't think we could have asked for a more beautiful evening, do you? Okay, watch the skies please... We now show uncorrelated targets approaching from the north-northwest.
[the lights go down and running lights turn on one at a time up the runway]
Project Leader: I don't think we could have asked for a more beautiful evening, do you? Okay, watch the skies please... We now show uncorrelated targets approaching from the north-northwest.
Roy Neary: [checking the paper] Hey, you know what's playing tonight? Pinocchio! You guys have never seen Pinocchio, you're in luck!
Brad Neary: Aw, who wants to see some dumb cartoon rated 'G' for kids?
Roy Neary: How old are you?
Brad Neary: Eight.
Roy Neary: You wanna be nine?
Brad Neary: Yeah.
Roy Neary: Then you're going to go see Pinocchio tomorrow night.
[Brad makes a disgusted gesture, but shuts up]
Ronnie Neary: Roy, that is a terrific way to win over your children.
Roy Neary: I'm not serious, I'm just saying that I grew up with Pinocchio, and if kids are still kids, they're going to eat it up.
[Ronnie looks at him in disgust]
Roy Neary: Okay, I'm wrong, all right? I'm Wrong Roy.
[Yells at his youngest son, who is demolishing his sister's doll]
Roy Neary: TOBY! You are close to death! Come out here!
[Toby giggles, but obeys]
Roy Neary: Okay, let's have a vote. Tomorrow night you can play Goofy Golf, which is a lot of standing in line and shoving and pushing, and probably getting a 'zero,' or you can see Pinocchio, which is a lot of furry animals and magic, and you'll have a wonderful time. Okay? So let's vote.
[the kids all vote for golf]
Brad Neary: Aw, who wants to see some dumb cartoon rated 'G' for kids?
Roy Neary: How old are you?
Brad Neary: Eight.
Roy Neary: You wanna be nine?
Brad Neary: Yeah.
Roy Neary: Then you're going to go see Pinocchio tomorrow night.
[Brad makes a disgusted gesture, but shuts up]
Ronnie Neary: Roy, that is a terrific way to win over your children.
Roy Neary: I'm not serious, I'm just saying that I grew up with Pinocchio, and if kids are still kids, they're going to eat it up.
[Ronnie looks at him in disgust]
Roy Neary: Okay, I'm wrong, all right? I'm Wrong Roy.
[Yells at his youngest son, who is demolishing his sister's doll]
Roy Neary: TOBY! You are close to death! Come out here!
[Toby giggles, but obeys]
Roy Neary: Okay, let's have a vote. Tomorrow night you can play Goofy Golf, which is a lot of standing in line and shoving and pushing, and probably getting a 'zero,' or you can see Pinocchio, which is a lot of furry animals and magic, and you'll have a wonderful time. Okay? So let's vote.
[the kids all vote for golf]
