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Bear: (steps in Harry's path, hefting a positively gigantic pipe-fitting wrench) What's going on there, boss? Harry: You don't want none of this, Bear! Bear: (smirks) Just trying to give my boy a head start, that's all. (steps aside)
Some of the drillers looking over pictures of Lev's family. Lev then very calmly describes the one (his uncle) that designed the warheads of the Soviet Union's nuclear arsenal, and how they were designed to seek out specific cities. American cities. He's very giddy about it. The drillers...aren't.
This bit of gold between A.J. and our friendly Cosmonaut.
Harry asks the guys where Grace went off to and they automatically respond "with A.J." and then remember that Harry doesn't want them together and try to retract the statement...badly.
The sequence of NASA trying to round up the guys, particularly, "COME AND GET PAPA BEAR!"
The team's "requests" before agreeing to go on the mission. Particularly the very last one:
Harry: Yeah, uh, one more thing, uh...none of them wanna...pay taxes again. Ever. (chuckles, shrugs)
Grace's chat with her father about growing up with roughnecks.
Grace Stamper: First time I got my period, Rock had to take me into Tai-Pei for Tampax. And then he had to show me how to use them, Harry.
[off Harry's stern look]
Rockhound: Ho-ho. I ju- No I-I told her how to use it. I didn't show her, Harry.
"So we're going swimming on this asteroid? Is that what this is for?"
Lev tells A.J. to pull a lever if the fuel gauge goes over 200. It starts going way over the limit, so A.J. yanks on the lever only to have it break off in his hands.
A.J.(waving broken handle) THIS IS THE LEVER!
After Lev and A.J. have narrowly escaped the exploding space station:
A.J.: Pretty intense, huh?
Lev: That's why I told you - touch nothing! But you're...bunch of cowboys.
Not from the movie, but from Roger Ebert's review of it:
Staggering into the silence of the theater lobby after the ordeal was over, I found a big poster that was fresh off the presses with the quotes of junket blurbsters. "It will obliterate your senses!" reports David Gillin, who obviously writes autobiographically. "It will suck the air right out of your lungs!" vows Diane Kaminsky.