Col. Quaritch: So since a deal *can't* be made, I guess things get *real* simple.
[Sarcastically]
Col. Quaritch: Jake, thanks. I'm gettin' all emotional. Might just give you a big wet kiss!
Col. Quaritch: I'll do it with minimal casualties to the indigenous. I'll drive 'em out with gas first. It'll be humane. More or less.
Selfridge: Alright, let's pull the trigger.