Major General Colt: They even got the grave diggers with them!
Pvt. Little Joe: It's Mulligan. Big Joe: It's Mulligan! What the hell does he want? Pvt. Little Joe: He says he's sorry. Big Joe: [muttering] Sorry son of a bitch. [exits] Pvt. Little Joe: [into the radio] Mulligan, Big Joe's a little upset right now...
Big Joe: [a mortar round lands close, covering everyone in dust] [muttering] Big Joe: Mulligan, you son of a bitch...
Major General Colt: Get the hell out of here Bonzer, we got the game on.
Major General Colt: Hey, did you lose my aerial photographs?
Big Joe: [to Pvt. Little Joe] Shut up you pain in the ass!
Big Joe: I'm going to Battalion to see if I can get some dirty movies...
Crapgame: [about Oddball's Captain] He hasn't been reported as dead yet - I've been collecting his whiskey.
Big Joe: Move it, Petuko, move it! Pvt. Petuko: Don't forget about the broads!
Big Joe: If I hear any more threats against Capt Maitland's life. If I hear any more wild talk about going to headquarters and killing the general, or raping the nurses at the field hospital I'm gonna strangle the guy with my bare hands! You understa...
Oddball: [Sliding along the gun barrel to look out a small window] It's a Mark VI... And we've got it by the ass!
Big Joe: [referring to Kelly] Oooo, that nut has gotta be nuts.
Crapgame: What is this? Huh? What is this, a ballgame? Who are these guys? Oddball: Their my friends, Crapgame. Crapgame: And who is that bunch of refugees over there? Oddball: The band. Crapgame: The band? What do we need a band for? Oddball: Have a...