Das Boot (1982) - Quotes

Lt. Werner: Captain?

Captain: I'm sorry.

Lt. Werner: You think it's hopeless now?

Captain: It's been 15 hours. He'll never do it. I'm sorry.

Lt. Werner: They made us all train for this day. "To be fearless and proud and alone. To need no one, just sacrifice. All for the Fatherland." Oh God, all just empty words. It's not the way they said it was, is it? I just want someone to be with. The only thing I feel is afraid.

Johann: Captain, I wish to apologize.

Captain: You can't just apologize, Johann. You left your battle station at a critical moment. Also, you disobeyed my command.

Johann: Will I be court-martialed?

Captain: How many patrols have you done?

Johann: It's my ninth.

Captain: You, of all people, Johann.

Johann: It was a mistake. I didn't... It was... It... All of a sudden... As if... It won't ever happen again, sir. You can depend on it. I swear.

Captain: It's all right, Johann.

Johann: No court-martial?

Captain: [nods] Get some sleep.

Bosun: QUIET IN THIS WHOREHOUSE! Bad news, men.

Crew: What is wrong?

Bosun: [[w:FC Schalke 04|Schalke] ] has lost the game. Five-zero. No more chance of making the semi-finals.

Ario: [falling into despair] I can't believe this shit!

Pilgrim: Tell me: Do you have hairs in your nose?

Frenssen: Why?

Pilgrim: Because I have some up my ass. We can tie them together.

Captain: [throwing his sou'wester down] God DAMNIT how can this happen?! Only twelve boats in the Atlantic! From Greenland to the Azores, a lousy dozen! And here we are, almost ramming into each other! Something's wrong here...(turning to navigator) Our position's correct?

Navigator Kriechbaum: ...more or less, Captain.

Captain: What's that supposed to mean?!

Navigator Kriechbaum: Not one sun shot in two weeks, and we drifted in this storm. Difficult to calculate.

Captain: [to Werner] That's just great. All of us "more or less" in position and it'll happen - two boats in one place and gaping holes in the route! The British can slide a whole fleet through. Here, in the middle of the sea, it's always another story. I hope you're taking notes. Maybe you can clue headquarters in.

Lt. Werner: Surely you have better connections than me.

Captain: You think so, huh?

Captain: Not bad in here, is it? No mail, no telephone. Solid wood paneling. Well-ventilated boat. Free food, too. We're in clover here!

LI: Like fresh horse-droppings. They're rolling in clover as well. They have no need to make a living. They're even allowed to smoke!

Lt. Werner: What's going on? Why are we diving?

2nd Watch Officer: Hydrophone check. At sea, even in a storm, you can hear more down here than you can see up there.

2nd Watch Officer: First time on U-boat?

Lt. Werner: Yeah. First time. It's gonna be exciting.

2nd Watch Officer: Do you have a will?

Lt. Werner: Excuse me?

2nd Watch Officer: 13 boats down last month. Sank with men and mice. Exciting, huh?

Captain: Take pictures of the crew returning, not putting out to sea.

Lt. Werner: Why?

Captain: [pause] They'll have grown beards by then. It would shame the Tommies to see mere boys give them Hell. Baby faces. Ones that should still suck mama's breast. I feel ancient around these kids, like I'm on some Children's Crusade.

Capt. Thomsen: [heavily drunk, supported by Captain & Werner] I... really wanted to screw my brains out. But now, I am in no condition to fuck!

Captain: It's alright!

Captain: Philip, the old bunch is gone. Look at these new heroes. All wind and smoke. Just big mouths.

Capt. Thomsen: Yeah, yeah. They keep together, balls in hand. And the belief in our Führer in their eyes.

Captain: They will know in time.

2nd Watch Officer: The boat is rated to 90 metres, but of course we can go deeper. There's a limit somewhere. We can only take so much pressure... before the boat will be crushed.

2nd Watch Officer: Mildew is good for you. It's the next best thing to fresh lettuce. Be thankful for what grows down here.

Captain Thomsen: Hail victory, and sink them all!

Captain Thomsen: [drunk, in English] I am not in a condition to fuck!

Captain Thomsen: [gives a drunken speech to the party in honor of his Knight's Cross; [Adolf Hitler|Führer; [Winston Churchill|Churchill] A toast to our wonderful, abstaining, womanless ]. Who rose gloriously from apprentice painter to become the world's greatest battle strategist. What, isn't it true? He's the great naval expert who took it upon himself, in his wisdom...how does it go again...Who's been showing that English bedwetter, that cigar-chomping asshole ], where to go stick his cigars!

Captain: [escaping from the British] They haven't spotted us! They're all snoring in their bunks! Or you know what? They're drinking in the bar! Celebrating our sinking! Not yet, my friends. Not yet!

Captain: Okay, men, now listen. We're going to blow out the water now and see if we can get our rear ends out of the sand. If we make it to the surface, things could still get pretty rough. Traffic's heavy up there. And we have to pray the engines start, so we can get out of this mess. The condition the boat is in, we have got to head straight for La Rochelle. If we make it... it's half a bottle of beer for each! There is one thing on our side; they won't be expecting us. Well men, all set?

Captain: [After a successful torpedo attack, and the sounds of the sinking ships fade away] Now it's their turn.

Captain: [during the storm] The sea cannot claim us, Henrich. No ship is as seaworthy as ours.

Captain: [to Werner, while they stand on the bridge, sailing through rough seas; he and Werner laugh] There's nothing more beautiful than a submarine...and a sailboat! There are no better lines than those of a sailboat. I sailed on a three-masted schooner once. Gorgeous ship! It had holds the size of a cathedral!

Captain: [looking at a log of messages from other U-Boats] Our recent triumphs: "Dived to evade enemy aircraft; Lost contact." "Dived to evade destroyer; Depth charged." The British have stopped making mistakes.

Captain: [[Hermann Göring|Herr Göring] Our patrol planes! Where are they? Answer that one, ]! The British have plenty of them! Talking big is all he's good for, that fat slob.

Captain: [After an alarm is sounded and an emergency dive is executed] April fool. Practice makes perfect.

Captain: [referring to officers going to a 'cathouse' the night before shipping out] Scared fuckers. They need sex like the infantry needs alcohol.