Top Gun: Maverick

Rear Admiral Chester 'Hammer' Cain:
[going through Maverick's service record] Thirty-plus years of service. Combat medals. Citations. Only man to shoot down three enemy planes in the last 40 years. "Distinguished." "Distinguished." "Distinguished." Yet you can't get a promotion, you won't retire, and despite your best efforts, you refuse to die. You should be at least a two-star Admiral by now, if not a Senator. Yet here you are. Captain. Why is that?

Maverick:
It's one of life's mysteries, sir.

RADM Cain:
Well, the Navy doesn't see it that way. Not anymore. Those planes out there... one day sooner than later they won't need pilots at all. Pilots that need to eat, sleep, take a piss. [glares at Maverick] Pilots that disobey orders. All you did was buy some time for those men out there. [to the Masters-at-Arms] Escort this man off the base. Take him to his quarters. Stay with him while he packs his gear. I want him on the road to North Island within the hour.

Maverick:
North Island, sir?

RADM Cain:
Call came in with impeccable timing just as I was driving here to ground your ass once and for all. It galls me to say it, but... for reasons known only to the Almighty and your guardian angel... you've been called back to Top Gun.

Maverick:
[in disbelief] Sir.

RADM Cain:
[calling after Maverick as he goes to leave] The end is inevitable, Maverick. Your kind is headed for extinction.

Maverick:
Maybe so, sir. But not today.

Vice Admiral Beau 'Cyclone' Simpson:
I'm Vice Admiral Simpson, the Air Boss. I believe you know Rear Admiral Bates.

Maverick:
Warlock, sir.

Vice Admiral Beau 'Cyclone' Simpson:
Captain Pete "Maverick" Mitchell. Your reputation precedes you.

Maverick:
Thank you, sir.

VADM Beau 'Cyclone' Simpson:
It wasn't a compliment.

Maverick:
I have to admit I wasn't expecting an invitation back.

RADM Solomon 'Warlock' Bates:
They're called *orders*, Maverick. You two have something in common. Cyclone was first in his class back in '88.

Meverick:
Actually, sir, I finished second. Just wanted to manage expectations.

[...]

VADM Simpson:
You were a Top Gun instructor before.

Maverick:
That was over thirty years ago, sir; I lasted two months.

VADM Simpson:
Well, let me be perfectly blunt: you were not my first choice. You weren't even on a list. You are here at the request of one man: Admiral Kazansky. Now, Iceman happens to be a man I deeply admire. And he feels you still have something left to offer the Navy. What that is I can't imagine. But let me be clear: this will be your last post, Captain. Either you fly for Top Gun, or you don't fly for the Navy ever again.

Maverick:
Ice, don't ask me to send someone else to die, please- don't ask me to send him.

Admiral Tom 'Iceman' Kazansky:
[typing] It's time to let go.

Maverick:
I don't know how.

[...]

Admiral Tom 'Iceman' Kazansky:
[whispering] The Navy needs Maverick. The kid needs Maverick. That's why I fought for you. That's why you're still here.

Maverick:
Thank you, Ice, for everything.

ADM Tom 'Iceman' Kazansky:
One last thing. Who's the better pilot, you or me?

Maverick:
[pauses] This is a nice moment, let's not ruin it.

Maverick:
They're keeping Phoenix and Bob in the hospital overnight for observation. They're gonna be okay.

Lieutenant Bradley 'Rooster' Bradshaw:
That's good. [pauses] I've never lost a wingman.

Maverick:
You're lucky. Keep flying long enough, it'll happen. There will be others.

[...]

Rooster:
Why'd you pull my papers at the Academy? Why didn't you just *stay out of my way*?

Maverick:
You weren't ready.

Rooster:
Ready for what? Huh? Ready to fly like you?

Maverick:
No, ready to forget the book. Trust your instincts! Don't think, just do. You think up there, you're dead. Believe me.

Rooster:
My dad believed in you. I'm not gonna make the same mistake.

LT Bradley 'Rooster' Bradshaw:
There's more than one way to fly this mission.

LT Jake 'Hangman' Seresin:
You really don't get it. On this mission, a man flies like Maverick here, or a man does not come back. [to Phoenix] No offense, Lieutenant.

LT Robert 'Bob' Floyd:
But somehow, you always manage.

LT Jake 'Hangman' Seresin:
Hey, I don't mean to criticize, you're conservative, that's all.

Maverick:
Lieutenant...

Hangman:
We're going into combat on a level no living pilot's ever seen. [referring to Maverick] Not even him. That's no time to be thinking about the past.

Rooster:
What's that supposed to mean?

Maverick:
Rooster...

Hangman:
I can't be the only one that knows that Maverick flew with his old man.

Maverick:
Lieutenant, that's enough.

Hangman:
Or that Maverick was flying when his old man-

[Rooster jumps up and tries to attack Hangman; the other pilots hold him back and separate the two]

Maverick:
That's enough!

Rooster:
You son of a b*tch!

Hangman:
Hey, I'm cool, I'm cool. Hey.

Maverick:
That's enough!

Hangman:
He's not cut out for this mission.

Maverick:
That's enough.

Hangman:
[to Maverick, leaving the room] You know it. You know I'm right.

Maverick:
You're all dismissed.

VADM Beau 'Cyclone' Simpson:
You have put me in a difficult position, Captain. On the one hand, you have demonstrated that this mission can be flown, perhaps the only way it can be survived. On the other hand, you did it by stealing a multi-million dollar military aircraft and flying it in such a manner that it may never be airworthy again. Iceman is no longer here to protect you. I have everything I need to have you court-martialed and dishonorably discharged. So what do I do, risk the lives of my pilots and perhaps the success of this mission, or, risk my career by appointing you team leader?

Maverick:
Sir...

RADM Solomon 'Warlock' Bates:
I think the Admiral is asking a rhetorical question, Captain.

Hangman:
[after destroying the plane that almost killed Maverick and Rooster] Good afternoon, ladies and gentleman, this is your savior speaking. Please fasten your seat belts, return the tray tables to their locked an upright positions and prepare for landing.

Rooster:
Hey, Hangman, you look good.

Hangman:
I am good, Rooster. I'm very good. I'll see you back on deck.

Capt. Pete 'Maverick' Mitchell:
Alright, sweetheart. One last ride.

Capt. Pete 'Maverick' Mitchell:
Good morning, aviators. This is your captain speaking. Today's exercise is dogfighting.

Capt. Pete 'Maverick' Mitchell:
I’m going to train you to take your aircraft to the breaking point.

Capt. Pete 'Maverick' Mitchell:
I intend you to push your limits. Show me what you're made of.

Capt. Pete 'Maverick' Mitchell:
Here we go. In three… two… one.

Capt. Pete 'Maverick' Mitchell:
Talk to me, Goose.

Lt Bradley 'Rooster' Bradshaw:
Come on, Mav, do some of that pilot sh*t.

Lt Bradley 'Rooster' Bradshaw:
Talk to me, Dad.

Rooster:
[Looking below at 5th Gen fighters] Mav tally two, five o'clock low! What do we do?

Maverick:
Okay listen. Just be cool. If they knew who we were we'd be dead already.

Rooster:
Well, here they come. What's your plan?

Maverick:
Just put your mask on. Remember, we're on the same team. Just waive and smile. Just wave and smile.

Rooster:
[watching fighter pilot's hand signals] What's that signal, what's he saying?

Maverick:
No idea. I have no idea what he's saying.

Rooster:
What about that one, any idea?

Maverick:
Nope, never seen that one either.

[One of the fighters banks right and drops back behind the F-14]

Rooster:
Sh*t. His wingman is moving into weapons envelope.

Maverick:
Alright, listen up. When I tell you, you grab those rigs above your head. That's the ejection handle.

Rooster:
Mav, can we outrun these guys?

Maverick:
Not their missiles and guns.

Rooster:
Then it's a dogfight.

Maverick:
In an F-14? Against fifth-gen fighters?

Rooster:
It's not the plane, it's the pilot. You'd go after 'em if I wasn't here.

Maverick:
But you are here.

Rooster:
Come on, Mav. Don't think. Just do.