Stephen: A good plan today is better than a perfect plan tomorrow.
Charles Morse: Today, I'm-a-gonna-kill the mutha fucka.
Charles Morse: Never feel sorry for a man who owns a plane.
Charles Morse: We're all put to the test... but it never comes in the form or at the point we would prefer, does it?
Charles Morse: What one man can do, another can do.
Reporter #1: Mr. Morse, what happened to your friends?
Reporter #2: How did they die?
Charles Morse: They died... saving my life.
Charles Morse: You saved me.
Robert Green: Get over it, Charles - I just need you to navigate.
Charles Morse: You saved my life.
Robert Green: Well, I couldn't kill you with Stephen around. I'd have to kill him too, and he's the only one that knows how I like my coffee.
Charles Morse: Come on, you saved my life.
Robert Green: Buy me something nice when we get home.
Charles Morse: How'd you like your coffee?
Robert Green: Huh. I like my coffee like I like my women.
Stephen: Bitter and murky.
Charles Morse: I once read an interesting bit. Most people who die in the woods die of shame.
Charles Morse: Why is the rabbit unafraid?
Styles: 'Cause he's smarter than the panther.
Answer: That would only work when the sun is visible. In Alaska there are frequent rainy and overcast days where the sun is completely blocked by heavy clouds, making a precise directional determination difficult, if not impossible.
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