Harm: Mac and my relationship is, uh, complicated.
Mattie: Do you love her?
(Harm drops Mattie off at school)
Mattie: Gotta go.
Harm: (quietly) I love you, too.
Mattie: Harm, sometimes you forget that I'm not a part of your Army.
Harm: Never say Army to a Navy man, it provokes a bad result, okay?
Mattie: What happens when you get bored with me?
Harm: Have you been talking to Mac?
Reporter: The Smithfield family's news.
Harm: You had a crew outside her house at 4 a.m.
Reporter: You ever hear of a deadline?
Mr. Anderson: We're not miracle workers. An RPG hits a man and nothing will save his life. Nothing.
Bud: That's a little cold, Mr. Anderson.
Bud: I was at Bethesda for my annual check-up on the leg; the ward is filled with new arrivals, first thing you see when you get off the elevator on the fifth floor is the Wall of Heroes. The, uh, PTs (physical therapists) put up pictures of the men they're working with, y'know the burn cases, the shrapnel victims... a lotta amputees. I was with the nurse that took care of me when I was there, she said that the average age of the men they treat is twenty-three years old, Sir. That's just too damn young, and there's not a thing that we can do about it.
When Joseph Smithfield's body is returned to the United States, the Air Force Chaplain quotes a Bible verse about how there is no greater love than to lay down one's life for a friend. This is from John 15:13; this particular verse is often used when referring to fallen military personnel.