Agent Stanley Goodspeed Arnold Schwarzenegger - ''The Rock'' (1996)
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Arnold Schwarzenegger was originally offered the role of Agent Stanley Goodspeed in ''The Rock'' (1996)
That'll be five dollars, Isherwood.
She's here, bring it to me now.
Phil!
Call weren't approved.
She thinks it's dumb to spend six hundred dollars on an LP.
It's because I'm a Beatle maniac.
And second, they sound better.
Pleasure to meet you, sir. Thank you.
Well, I'm one of those fortunate people who like my job.
So Seven blew my eyebrows off, we never saw the cat again.
Been into it ever since.
Failed pesticide, discovered by mistake in 1952.
Actually, it's kind of like champagne that way.
The Franciscan monks thought they were making white wine,
somehow the vial of carbonated...
Voila! Champagne!
It's very, very horrible, sir.
It's one of those things we wish we could disinvent.
This isn't a train exercise, is it?
Hi!
Federal.
Well, my... I'm Stanley Goodsby.
Of course I am.
That's right.
No, no, I'm fine, thank you.
Oh, yes! Well, that was in fact going to be my next...
Can we get a cup of coffee in here, please?
Why don't you go ahead and have a snack, I'm just taking off a quick...
This is a pardon and release contract from the Attorney General's office.
Now, if you'll just, uh...
Sign...
Uh, uh...
May I also suggest a...
I'm unarmed, sir.
I left it in my, uh...
My sock drawer.
Freeze, mister!
Oh, man!
You will not pull him up!
Please, don't!
How's the fine arts?
Well, gee whiz, John.
What do you say we cut the chitchat?
A-hole!
I should really begin briefing your guys on diffusing and detoxification.
We've got a really neat layout over here,
the camera as well as the rocket, so...
Let's get rolling.
Oh, it's very necessary, sir.
Plus, the devices themselves are complicated.
You mean I'm going out there?
Under the water?
Well, in that case, no, sir.
Excuse me?
All right, listen up.
Goodspeed is our specialist.
When you neutralize, we wait for the cavalry.
Any questions?
Don't **** with me on this.
Move, move!
We've gotta go!
Let's bust him.
They're dead.
It's just me and Mason.
Well, there's a problem, sir.
He's got a gun.
Free sucker!
I'll fire.
Throw down.
Let's find out.
Here's what I get.
What it says.
It's chemical weapons specialist.
I got a lunatic up there, man.
With 15 missiles armed with some really...
Look, I can diffuse the rockets.
I really can.
I need your help here, right now.
But where? What are you gonna do?
Yeah.
I'm having kind of a hard time concentrating.
Can you do something about it?
Listen, I'm just a biochemist.
I drive a Volvo.
Listen, what do you see?
You got me some friggin' slack.
The challenge of the small of your back
is the poison
seizes your nervous system.
Do not move that!
Your muscles freeze.
You can't breathe.
You spasm.
But that's after your skin melts off.
Well, I think we'd like God on our side
at the moment, don't you?
So what I'm doing now
is removing the guidance system chips
so the rockets will splash down
after 500 feet, all right?
All right, just back away.
I'm a little frustrated.
Breakfast.
There's three rockets somewhere else.
We have to find them.
Oh, yeah.
Do it.
Okay.
What do you mean?
Okay.
I'll take pleasure in gutting you,
boy.
What's wrong with these people, huh?
I mean, grow up!
Shame on them!
You're not leaving!
There's a madman in there
with his hand on a...
on a butt!
Stop moving, Mason.
Mason?
Stop moving.
Oh, well, then everything's just fine!
I can't afford to take that chip!
You're not leaving.
Oh!
All right.
I got three weeks' weapons training.
No problem.
My name's Stanley Goodspeed.
I'm a chemical weapons specialist
for the FBI.
Uh, glass or plastic?
Glass or plastic!
You're gonna end up in either a glass jar
or a plastic bag!
So what do you say you do the math?
Hand...
hand over the gun
and let's go find some rockets!
You made the right choice.
I missed.
Extremely right.
There's still one left.
Where's the last rocket?
Right over my house!
Master, I...
This is Goodspeed.
What about Mason?
He's dead, sir.
Just come and get me.
If you can get to the Fan Pacific Hotel
as long as it's closed in my closet,
$200 is...
Yeah.
Mason!
Absolutely, sir.
