Into the Blue (2005) Poster

(2005)

Scott Caan: Bryce

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Quotes 

  • Bryce : Get out of the water. There are sharks everywhere, look.

    Jared : Give me my mask and my fins real quick.

    Bryce : You - No, you don't need a mask. There's a shark. I swear to God. He's big. He' looks like Jaws. Get out.

    Jared : Yeah, I know, but I lost my watch.

    Bryce : You lost - ? You need an arm to wear a watch. Would you get out of the water, stupid? Please?

    Jared : Sam gave me this watch for my birthday.

    Bryce : I don't care! Sam, get...

    [Sam tosses the mask and fins to Jared] 

    Bryce : What are you doing?

    Sam : He's fine. They're just curious.

    Bryce : Oh, curious as to what? As to what? What his ass tastes like?

  • Bryce : Winners make the rules and losers live by them

  • Bryce : The guy who owned this place got hit with 44 counts of racketeering and money laundering. Our firm represented him. This is how he floated the bill.

    Jared : You gotta be kidding me.

    Bryce : Boat problem? No problem. Boat and skis come with the crib.

    Jared : We get the boat?

    Bryce : You know how Daddy does it.

    Jared : We get the boat?

    Bryce : We get the boat.

    Jared : We get the boat! We get the boat!

  • Jared : Remember I told you, if anything happened to Sam, I was gonna kill you?

    Bryce : Oh, don't do that.

    [Jared picks up a chair and throws it at the railing] 

    Bryce : Don't hit me with the fucking chair.

  • [last lines] 

    Bryce : I got the cheese!

    Jared : What?

    Bryce : I have the dough!

    Bryce : I have gold!

    Jared : You found the gold?

    Bryce : The dough-re-mi!

    Jared : What do you mean, you found the gold?

    Bryce : Fa-so-la-ti-dough! Wow! Yeah!

  • Sam : We found bodies. Don't you think we should tell someone?

    Bryce : They're drug dealers, Sam. They're not missionaires flying care packages to starving kids in Africa, okay? Don't worry, their girlfriends will have new pimps before the milk in the refrigerator goes bad. It's fine.

  • Jared : So how long you know this one for?

    Bryce : I don't know, about 14 hours now. Picked her up last night at The Mercer Club.

    Amanda : Nuh-uh. I picked you up last night. Don't start lyin' already.

  • Jared : He is not the guy you wanna pick a fight with.

    Bryce : I didn't pick a fight, I didn't pick a fight.

    Amanda : Yeah you didn't pick a fight... you just punched the guy.

  • Jared : [when there were sharks in the ocean]  Yeah, but I lost my watch.

    Bryce : You lost - you need an arm to wear a watch. Would you get out of the water, stupid?

  • Jared : No way, it's Mr. OG Wannabe.

    Bryce : What's up, you scruffy little beach rat?

    [guys start wrestling] 

    Bryce : Okay. I'm gonna throw your ass right now. Watch.

    [they end up on the floor] 

    Jared : Go to sleep, go to sleep.

    Bryce : Okay, okay. Allright.

    Jared : You've been spending way too much time in court.

    Bryce : Wait, hold on, hold on. Don't move for a second. Oh, that feels really good.

    Jared : You sick-ass.

    [they stand up] 

    Bryce : What's up?

    Jared : Good to see you.

    Bryce : Good to see you too, bro.

    Jared : How's New York treating you?

    Bryce : It's paying me. A lot of bad guys need defending, I defend them. That's what I do.

    Jared : That's still a scary thought.

    Bryce : [looking at Sam]  Oh, my God. Can I get a what-what and a side of french fries, please? Look at that body. It's ridiculous. Holy shit. How much have you missed me?

    Sam : Oh, every minute.

    Bryce : Oh, my God, it's so tight too.

    [lightly strokes a leg] 

    Bryce : It's like that everywhere, even. It's good to see you, Sam. You know, if we had met first, you and I, things would be a lot different around these parts, you know that.

    Sam : Easy cheesy.

    Jared : Anyway. Okay, so you must be Lisa?

    Amanda : Who's Lisa?

    Bryce : Yeah, who the hell is Lisa?

    [mute] 

    Bryce : Amanda. Amanda.

    Jared : Amanda.

    Sam : Hi, Amanda. I'm Sam. Welcome to the Bahamas.

    Amanda : Hi. Nice to meet you, Sam.

    Jared : I'm Jared. Sorry about that.

  • Bryce : Did you find anything?

    Jared : Yeah.

    Bryce : What did you find?

    Jared : A plane.

    Bryce : You- you mean like an airplane?

    Jared : Yeah.

    Bryce : That's odd.

  • Bryce : [swimming in the ocean]  Come on, we have to find the cheese, the cheddar cheese, the old-gay-eddar-chay.

  • Amanda : How many do you think are down there?

    Bryce : Enough bricks to build a house, a multi-million dollar cocaine palace.

  • Bryce : Sam, Amanda, stop alright. We are all in this together now right?

    Sam : Not me. Not anymore.

    Amanda : Bye.

    [waving motion] 

    Jared : [Sam starts leaving, Jared goes after her]  Sam, Sam, Sam...

    Sam : See ya on the ten o' clock news.

    Jared : What?

    Sam : You heard me.

    Jared : Come on, Sam, come on. What are you doing?

    Sam : What is wrong with you? A week ago you had too much integrity to work for Scuba Bob and now you are working for frigging drug dealers?

    Jared : Baby...

    Sam : I believe in you more than in the prospect of any treasure.

    Jared : If we do this, just this one time, and it's over. That's it.

    Sam : It's already over.

    [Sam leaves] 

    Jared : No come on, what are you talking about? Sam come on! Sam come on!

  • Amanda : I love the Caribbean. Too hot to wear shirts, too hot to wear pants and we're two hot young ladies.

    Sam : You dive?

    Amanda : Yeah, I can keep up.

    Jared : So how long you known this one for?

    Bryce : I don't know, about 14 hours now. Picked her up last night at The Mercer...

    Amanda : [interupts Bryce]  I picked you up last night. Don't start lying already.

    Sam : So you and Bryce.

    Bryce : I think I'm in love. Serious.

    Bryce : [Looks at Jared] 

    [laughing] 

    Bryce : I'm not serious.

  • Amanda : Loose lips sink ships.

    Bryce : That's right, baby. Loose lips do sink ships.

  • Bryce : She's gonna talk? No. If she talks, dude, we'll have her in the Special Olympics next year. Okay? She's not gonna talk.

  • Bryce : Are you insane? You think I'm going back in there with those things?

    Jared : Yeah.

    Bryce : I'm mad at you.

    Sam : Bryce, they're not aggressive. It's tiger sharks you need to worry about.

    Jared : Yeah, she's right. Those tiger sharks are bad news. Those are the ones that are furry and have the stripes on them.

  • Jared : I'm not a drug dealer.

    Bryce : No. You are not a drug dealer. You're a 29-year-old dive bum.

  • Bryce : Is there a problem?

    Danny : ls there a problem?

    Bryce : Yeah.

    Danny : You sound like you work in retail. Yes, there is a problem. It takes some balls, stealing my cocaine and trying to sell it back to me.

  • Jared : The bottom line is, the Zephyr's down there - and if we found it - we have hit the mother lode of mother *lodes*.

    Bryce : What kind of mother lode are we talking about here? For real? Reality?

  • Jared : This was his, right here.

    Bryce : Whose?

    Jared : Tillman Thorp's.

    Sam : The runaway slave turned pirate.

    Jared : Yeah. This guy was crazy. He ran the Everglades. He and his crew, they were gnarly. They ate alligators, drank lead, pissed musket balls, gave the Confederates complete hell, man. It was like a revenge to him. He just worked them.

  • Jared : You told me this would be easy! This would be a one-time thing!

    Bryce : Yeah. Okay, it didn't go the way I planned it. All right?

  • Bryce : I'm sorry, Jared. I screwed up.

    Jared : Man, I screwed up. I was the one that screwed up.

  • Bryce : Your eyes were spinning. Gold bars. Same as mine. No?

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