The Thin Red Line (1998)

Private Witt: I seen another world. Sometimes I think it was just my imagination.

Sergeant Keck: I blew my butt off.

Lt. Col. Gordon Tall: The only time you should start worrying about a soldier is when they stop bitchin'.

Brigadier General Quintard: The Marines had their chance now we have ours.

Pvt. Charlie Dale: What are you to me? Nothin'.

Colonel Gordon Tall: Look at this jungle. Look at those vines, the way they twine around, swallowing everything. Nature's cruel, Staros.

First Sgt. Edward Welsh: Where's your spark now?

Private Witt: Kids around here never fight.
Melanesian Woman with Child: Sometimes. Sometimes when they see the planes, they always fighting.

First Sgt. Edward Welsh: There's not some other world out there where everything's gonna be okay. There's just this one, just this rock.

First Sgt. Edward Welsh: I might be your best friend, and you don't even know it.

Lt. Col. Gordon Tall: Come on, men, let's go! You're gonna see plenty more of these where we're goin'! Are we going up this hill or aren't we?

Private Jack Bell: My dear wife, you get something twisted out of your insides by all this blood, filth, and noise. I want to stay changeless for you. I want to come back to you the man I was before.

Capt. James 'Bugger' Staros: The tough part is, uh... Not knowing if you're doing any good. That's the hard part.

Lt. Col. Gordon Tall: This is very important decision you're makin', Staros.

Colonel Gordon Tall: How many men is it worth? How many lives? One? Two? Twenty? Lives will be lost in your company, Captain. If you don't have the stomach for it, now is the time to let me know.

Sergeant Storm: I look at that boy dyin', I don't feel nothin'. I don't care about nothin' anymore.
First Sgt. Edward Welsh: Sounds like bliss.

Pvt. Jack Bell: Love. Where does it come from? Who lit this flame in us? No war can put it out, conquer it. I was a prisoner. You set me free.

Private Witt: How did we loose all the good that was given us? Let it slip away. Scattered careless.

Lt. Col. Gordon Tall: You feel like a son to me, John. You know what my son does? He's a bait salesman.

Capt. James 'Bugger' Staros: You are my sons, my dear sons. You live inside me now. I'll carry you wherever I go.