Colonel Nicholson: We can teach these barbarians a lesson in Western methods and efficiency that will put them to shame. We'll show them what the British soldier is capable of doing.
Duke E. Gifford: How's the picture?
Lt. Larry: Oh, all right I guess, sir... the things those Hollywood guys can do with a submarine.
Anne Frank: You know what I do when I think I can't stand another minute cooped up? I think myself outside.
Captain Mainwaring: I intend to mould those men out there into an aggressive fighting force. I'm not going to get very far if you keep inviting them to "step this way."
Capt. T.C. Doyle: You slept with the wife of General "Kill-'em-all-and-let-God-sort-them-out" Richardson?
David Poole: I thought it was his daughter.
Capt. T.C. Doyle: Oh yeah, he would've been fine with that.
Abou Fatma: I found you half dead crossing the desert alone and you say you are afraid?
Taketori Washizu: I am terribly drunk.
Guard at Liberty Gate: What were you doing out there?
Staff Sergeant William James: Visiting a whorehouse.
Guard at Liberty Gate: Okay. If I let you back in, will you tell me where it is exactly?
Valiant: It's not the size of your wingspan that counts, no, it's the size of your spirit.
Maxton: I heard you resigned from the Scouts.
Jim: I've become an atheist.
Intertitle: Second Part - Reconstruction. The agony which the South endured that a nation might be born. The blight of war does not end when hostilities cease.
Romulus Augustus: Mother, am I now the most powerful man in the world?
Flavia: Of course you are.
Romulus Augustus: Then why can't I stay out tonight?
Captain Quintana: Please, what do you want? Money? I can get you money.
Victoriano 'El Catorce' Ramirez: Spend it Hell, cabron.
Simon Marwan: One plus one, does it make one? It comes from Tarkovsky's Nostalghia.
Flying Snow: How swift thy sword.
Sgt. Archibald Cutter: Now you're all under arrest. Her Majesty's very touchy about having her subjects strangled.
Zura: The oxen are slow, but the earth is patient.
Tulley: Justice delayed is justice denied. That's my damn agenda.
Hana: There's a man downstairs. He brought us eggs. He might stay.
Almásy: Why? Can he lay eggs?
Hana: He's Canadian.
Almásy: Why are people always so happy when they collide with someone from the same place? What happened in Montreal when you passed a man in the street? Did you invite him to live with you?
Capt. Schultz: But what if he doesn't talk?
Colonel Ehrhardt: Then we try a little physical culture.