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That torpedo did not self-destruct. You heard it hit the hull. And I... was never here.
(
idea
)
by
getzburg
Tue May 23 2000 at 19:30:41
James Earl Jones
' famous line from "
The Hunt For Red October
". Used as a
gag
amongst certain movie-
enlightened
folks when doing something
sneaky
.
"Hey, what are you doing?"
"
Nothing
. I am not putting a
whoopee cushion
on your
desk
chair
. That
torpedo
did not
self-destruct
. You heard it hit the
hull
. And I... was never here."
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