James Coburn: Flint

In Like Flint

Flint

Flint: [on hearing that the President has been replaced by an impostor] An actor? As president?

[Flint shatters a billiard ball with a hand-held sonic device]
Cramden: It's extraordinary!
Flint: [scoffing] Ah, it's a toy. However, we *are* making such scientific strides that...
Flint: [grabbing a book from shelf and handing it to Cramden] ... this last year's book is already out of date.
Cramden: [incredulously] How *do* you find time to read?
Flint: No, no, I wrote that. Already obsolete.

Lisa: You're quite accustomed to being admired by women, aren't you? All those, uh, ridiculous, uh...
Flint: Sighs? Yes, you're quite right. They are ridiculous. I must say it's refreshing to be with a beautiful woman who's above that sort of thing.
Lisa: Why I never said I was above that sort of thing. What I meant was...
Flint: Yes?
Lisa: You really are good at it Mr. Flint.
[Flint laughs]
Lisa: Tell me something. What is it about you that makes you so irresistible to women?
Flint: It's very simple. I don't compete with them.
Flint: [after taking Lisa's face and kissing her] Now that ends the suspense.
Lisa: You're quite right. I was curious. Well, now you've had the tour and so have I.

Flint: Eh, how much time do we have?
Lisa: We have less than an hour.
[Flint whistles, then walks over to the President]
Flint: Sir, a call from you. There's an airbase close by.
President Trent: [dejected since he is currently being impersonated by an double] Who'd believe me?
[Flint sighs, then turns to girls when he remembers there is a lot of recreational water craft - some human powered - that could be used to invade the other island launch site]
Flint: Well I saw a lot of floating stuff up there and your staff I understand is quite athletic.
Elisabeth: I don't know what you mean.
Lisa: I do. Look Miss Elisabeth our way just didn't work.
[Lisa turns to Flint]
Lisa: I'll get the rest of the girls and I'll meet you at the beach.
Elisabeth: What will you do when you get there?
Lisa: Operation Smooch.
Elisabeth: Operation Smooch?
Flint: Operation? Smooch?
Lisa: Smooch.
[Flint chuckles]

[Flint thinks he has found a flaw in the women's plan to take over the world]
Flint: But. What about the millions of the women throughout the world who may not see your little plan just the way you do?
Elisabeth: Did you say millions?
Flint: Millions yes.
Elisabeth: [to Lisa] My dear, show Mr. Flint how the hair dryer works. Go ahead Mr. Flint, I think you will be quite interested.
Flint: Hair dryer?
[Flint watches as Lisa removes hair dyer side panel revealing a small running reel-to-reel tape deck]
Flint: I suppose when the hair is wet the current is conducted and the programming is received.
[Flint turns off the tape player]
Flint: Brain and hair washing at the same time.
Lisa: Exactly.
Flint: [sighing] You really think you can get away with *this*?
Elisabeth: Get away with it? Oh Mr. Flint, think a minute. Think. Now then, hair dryers like these have been in use for some time. Correct?
Flint: Yes, correct.
Elisabeth: Very well, for many years now every time a woman went into a beauty shop she came out a *little* bit more dissatisfied with a man's world. We've been busy Mr. Flint. I think you'll find, the contented housewife, is a thing of the past.
Flint: Ladies. *Forget it*.
[the women repeat Flint's last two words in a shocked tone]

Flint: [pointing to the cryogenic booths] Is this real?
Lisa: Cryobiology?
Flint: Yes.
Lisa: Oh yes. Yes it's quite real. We call it our "Save for Later" program.
Flint: [chuckling] Nooo.
Lisa: Yes. Here people worth keeping can be saved for a time more worth living. As a matter of fact it's, uh, really quite the ultimate luxury.
Flint: Hmm.
Lisa: Just imagine. Just imagine here we can suspend time for as long as we wish. To return fifty or a hundred years later.
Flint: Well. To be frozen in nitrogen gas and then thawed out at some time later like a supermarket pizza is not exactly the classical idea of immortality but...
[Flint points out framed mirror on wall with the words 'Eternity Now' etched on it]

[everyone thinks Flint has just been killed in saving the world]
President Trent: He'll not be forgotten, Lloyd. There'll be a national, no an international day of mourning for him. I'll issue a proclamation.
Flint: [over the radio after it buzzes] Mission control. Control center. Control center. Awaiting instructions.
Cramden: It's Flint. He's alive!
[the crowd cheers]
Cramden: He must be on the platform.
President Trent: That's impossible!
Cramden: Of course it is. That's why he's Flint!
Cramden: [laughing, then talking into the radio mic] Congratulates Flint. Hah! Ah, you made it. We'll get you back safely. We've got a recovery team in the area of the Canary Islands.
Flint: Oh, sorry sir, but the Canary Islands seems a bit far out to me, uh, we would appreciate it, splashdown instructions for, say, Central Park.
Cramden: [Camden laughs again, surprised] Central Park! Get the coordinates for Central Park.

[Flint is introduced to the four top women behind everything that has been happening]
Flint: But I know all of you ladies.
Flint: [pointing to them in turn] Fashions. Cosmetics. Publications. Communications. You're all very famous ladies. What you don't manage, you control. What you don't control, you influence. What you don't influence, you probably one day will inherit.
Elisabeth: That's very well put Mr. Flint. Don't you agree ladies?