Lucia Vellek quotes from The Last Ship

CAPT Tom Chandler

Thank you very much. [sips] First-growth Bordeaux.

Lucia Vellek

You have nice taste in wine, for a fisherman.

Just reading the label.

You shouldn't let it go to waste. Could be the last growth.

You'll do as my sister ordered and continue on to Malta.

You Velleks, always looking for a battle with no idea how to fight one.

Lucia Vellek

Let me remind you, Stavros, that it was my father who put you in charge. And you can easily be replaced. Greece doesn't eat until the Velleks are happy.

Lucia Vellek

Giorgio's gone. Did you hear what I said, Dad? Giorgio's dead.

The Nostos... I'm out of it. Do you have any?

Lucia

Your son has died. You need to feel that. Christos can't help you. He's been gone for years. And even dead, he cast a shadow over Giorgio and me. And now Tom Chandler has killed your only son. Giorgio died protecting me! He died protecting you! All Giorgio ever wanted to do was make you happy... and all you ever did was show him contempt. If you had just done what I said, that ship would never have found you. Giorgio died for nothing.

No. No, not... not... not... not for nothing. Not for nothing, Lucia. For this. For this. Soon, it will not only be the dead who know the end of war [whispers] but the living.

Lucia

Enough with the philosophizing. Giorgio was a hero. A hero.

Was he?

Lucia

Of course he was. Here. [gives her father a bag of Nostos. Paul gets to work crushing it on a pestle] Tell me, when you have your drink, will Giorgio be with you? Or is he useless to you, even in your perfect world?

Lucia Vellek

All of our warships are gone, Dad. We can't go to Malta.

Leningrad. [sighs] We can't go there either. September 1941. Hittler's troops lay siege to Leningrad for days of the blackest, most wretched misery in human history. Do you have any idea what happens to your body when starvation sets in? It shrinks. Heart and lungs compress. Eyes, testicles, ovaries just shrivel up and wither away. Your muscles devour themselves. Temperature falls, you freeze.

Lucia

Why are you telling me this?

Nikolai Vavilov is why I'm telling you this, my daughter. I'm telling you this because hidden in a bunker barely feet beneath that monstrous decay and rot of existence in Leningrad was salvation, Lucia. The world's first global plant bank from Vavilov. Ten thousand seeds, roots, vegetables, protected not by guns but by science. By science. Yet even Vavilov's devoted acolytes couldn't beat the terror raging above them. And finally they, having never even touched one plant for their own escape from doom, also starved to death. I'm telling you this because you're my little girl, and I love you. And where Vavilov failed, we will succeed in spreading salvation to the world for the protection of its future, to protect your future. Because right now, from every point on the globe, planes are converging on Malta. And from there, we will deliver our gift to the world. Our gift to ourselves, Lucia.