- Laura Dyson: What was that about the soul travelling that you were mumbling when we were sitting in the dark?
- Rick Postley: Nothing.
- Laura Dyson: And you did it when we first went under water.
- Rick Postley: Forget it.
- Laura Dyson: Do you quote any poet, or just Walt Whitman when you're nervous?
- Rick Postley: Just Whitman. Okay?
- Harry Rheinhartdt: Look, look at that, look at the size of that keel, the ice, see it? Must be a hundred feet.
- Rick Postley: And, it's shaped like your nose.
- Harry Rheinhartdt: And it's twice as big. I'm naming it the Rheinhartdt Keel.
- Laura Dyson: You're naming your nose the Rheinhartdt Keel?
- Harry Rheinhartdt: No-no-no, my nose is called Gerald.
- Commander Kirsch: While we transport Dr. Rheinhartdt and Mr. Postley to their designated research area, we'll try to accomodate your whale-watching.
- Laura Dyson: Actually, it's a little bit more complicated than whale-watching.
- Commander Kirsch: Well, I'm sure you wouldn't be here unless you called it "Cetalogical Recognition Factors in Subaqueous Environments."
- Rick Postley: So then, what is your position on the current role of the military, Captain?
- Commander Kirsch: I was first in my class at Annapolis. I don't want to get into a discussion of strategic theory with a civilian wearing an earring.
- Harry Rheinhartdt: What is that? It smells like peaches.
- Rick Postley: Well I don't know anything that's good for you that smells like peaches that isn't peaches.