All the The Rock sounds are sampled at 11Khz mono.
Motorcyclist: Hey Man. You just fucked up your Ferrari!
Goodspeed: It's not mine...Neither is this! (Takes motocycle.)
Mason: Personally, I think you're a fucking idiot!
Goodspeed: Mason! You alright?
Mason: Yes. Perfectly OK, you fucking idiot!
Goodspeed: You mean... I'm going out there? Under the water?
FBI Director Womack: Well, earlier today you wanted a gun. Now you're getting a gun and a wetsuit.
Charles Anderson: Have you ever been in a combat situation?
Goodspeed: Define combat, sir.
Charles Anderson: Shot?
Another Seal operative: An incurrsion underwater, to retake and impregnable fortress held by an elite team of US Marines in possesion of 81 hostages and 15 guided rockets armed with VX poison gas.
Goodspeed: Oh. In that case, no sir. Excuse me.
Goodspeed: You're going down! (High speed persuit in Ferrari)
Mason: Losers always win about there best. Winners go home and fuck the prom queen.
Carla: Will you marry me?
Goodspeed: Whoa, whoa. Way heh, marriage police pull over.
Goodspeed: Some terrorists decided to send us a little care package. Box of goodies. Which had to be nutralized before blowing up the office. (guitar twang) So I took the rest of the day off. Glass of wine, a little guitar, just relaxing.
Goodspeed: I mean it, honey. the world is being Fed-Xed to hell in a hand cart. I really think that if anybody is think of having a child in this world is coldly considered as an act of cruelty. I don't know, I'm rambling. I'm complaining, I'm sorry. What's your news baby?
Carla: I'm pregnant.
Goodspeed: I'm sorry?!?
Goodspeed: Hi. I'm and agent with the ah F.. Federal, FBI. Ah. well I..'m Stanley Goodspeed.
Mason: But of course you are.
Eddie Paxton: At least he got his name right.
General Francis X. Hummel: Be prepared to reap the whirlwind gentlemen!
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