[Ryan is on board a plane experiencing violent turbulence]
Navigator C-2A: What's the matter Commander? You don't like flying, huh? Aw, this is nothing! You should've been with us five, six months ago! Whoa! You talk about puke! We ran into a hailstorm over the Sea of Japan. Everybody's retching their guts out! The pilot shot his lunch all over the windshield, and I barfed on the radio! Shorted it out completely! And it wasn't that lightweight stuff either, it was that chunky industrial weight puke!
[offers him the candy bar he's been eating]
Navigator C-2A: Hey, you want a bite?
Jack Ryan: Jack, next time you get a bright idea just put it in a memo!