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Luz: (impersonating General Taylor) Gimme three days and three nights of hard fightin', and you will be relieved!
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Frank Perconte: How far do you think we're going?
George Luz: Jesus Christ, Frank, I don't know. Until they tell us to stop!
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Nixon: Harry, what exactly are you doing with your reserve chute? You've been hauling that thing around ever since we jumped?
Harry: Gonna send it to Kitty when we get back to England. Silk. Figure it'll make a good wedding dress, you know, what with rationing and all.
Nixon: Geez, Harry, I never would have guessed.
Harry: What, that I'm so sentimental?
Nixon: No, that you think we're going to make it back to England.
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Perconte: (about his collection of souvenir watches) They're all ticking, unlike their previous owners.
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Luz: (imitating Gen. Taylor) Now the thing to remember, flies cause disease, so keep yours closed!
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Lt. Speirs: We're all scared. You hid in that ditch because you think there's still hope. But Blithe, the only hope you have is to accept the fact that you're already dead. And the sooner you accept that, the sooner you'll be able to function as a soldier is supposed to function. Without mercy. Without compassion. Without remorse. All war depends on it.
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Welch: I want light and noise discipline from now on. No talking, no smoking, and no playing grab-the-fanny with the man in front of you, Luz.