Feather Woman: Excuse me, have you seen my husband, Izaak Szerman? A tall, a tall handsome man, with a little grey beard. No? Oh, excuse me. Goodbye, sleep well. But if you see him, write to me, yes? Izaak Szerman.
Lt. Colonel Hal Moore: To follow your instincts and to inspire your men, by your example, you have to be with 'em. Where the metal meets the meat.
Col. Werner Visser: Strange thing about war wounds - the older you get, the less proud of them you become.
Joe Enders: Stay on my ass.
Flying Snow: How swift thy sword.
Abou Fatma: I found you half dead crossing the desert alone and you say you are afraid?
Sgt. David Tate: All right, boys lets get this trench secure.
Pfc. Charlie Shakespeare: Sarge.
Pvt. Thomas Quinn: Yes, sergeant.
Pvt. Jack Hawkstone: Yes, sarge.
Pvt. Barry Starinski: Fuckin' hell, sarge.
Alden Pyle: Have you had a lot of women, Thomas?
Thomas Fowler: You start out by being promiscuous and end up like your grandfather... faithful to one woman.
Richard Roth: Hi. Richard Roth. Don't call me 'Dick'.
Robert Wiener: Robert Wiener. Don't call me 'Dick', either.
Max Rothman: I've seen the future. Believe me, it came straight at us. There's no future in the future.