
A.J.: Tell Grace that I'll, I'll always be with her. Can you do that?

Harry Stamper: Yeah. Okay kid.
[Pulls A.J.'s air hose out and rips off his own mission badge and hands it to A.J.]
Give this to Truman! Make sure Truman gets that! Get in there!
[Pushes A.J. back into the hatch and closes the door]
It's my turn now.

A.J.: Harry! You can't do this to me! It's my job!

Harry Stamper: You go take care of my little girl now. That's your job. I always thought of you as a son. I'd be damn proud to have you marry Grace.

A.J.: [Beginning to cry] Harry!!!

Harry Stamper: You take care of yourself.
[Pushes a button sending the hatch up]
I love you.

A.J.: No wait Harry I love you! Harry don't do this! I love you! No wait a minute!

Harry Stamper: Bye son.
Now that, my friends, is what we call acting. I'll need a few minutes to gather myself after that.
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