"Hoot": [speaking about the shooting earlier] Nice man, very smooth. Gordon: Single shot through the engine block. "Hoot": Shit, that's a shame. That was a nice jeep.
[imitating Cpt. Steele] Pilla: Speak up, you say this is your safety? Well, this is my boot, son, and it will fit up your ass with the proper amount of force!
[after Hoot cuts in front of Blackburn in the line for food] Blackburn: Hey man, there's a line. "Hoot": I know. Blackburn: And this isn't the back of it. "Hoot": Yeah, I know.
"Hoot": Sergeant, you got your men this far. You did it right today. Now you gotta start thinking about getting them out of here.
[Grimes sees smoke from Somali tire fires in the distance as the Rangers fly towards the city] Grimes: Why are they burning tires? Waddell: Signals to the militia, that we're coming.
[after McKnight orders Maddox to turn around and go back to Haldawig] Maddox: Sir, they're going to get us fucking killed out there! McKnight: Just get it over with!
[McKnight sees Schmid treating the injured Blackburn] McKnight: What happened to him? Schmid: He fell, missed the rope. McKnight: How'd he do that? [Schmid shrugs with an odd smirk]
Mathematics is the music of reason.
Septa Mordane said boar hunting was not for ladies, and Mother only promised that when she was older she might have her own hawk. She was older now, but if she had a hawk she'd it. -Arya Stark
I never thought I would become amazing. I never thought I would be as great as my father. I would like to continue writing novels, and hopefully, at some point, I would like to make the switch from being 'Stephen Hawking's daughter' to 'novelist Lucy...
"Hoot": Y'know what I think? Don't really matter what I think. Once that first bullet goes past your head, politics and all that shit just goes right out the window.
Garrison: Good luck, boys. Be careful. Nobody gets left behind. Grimes: [looks at Eversmann's face] Grimes: What's wrong? Eversmann: Nothing. He's just never done that before. Grimes: Oh, fuck!
"Hoot": See you're thinking. Don't. 'Cause Sergeant, you can't control who gets hit or who doesn't or who falls out of a chopper or why. It ain't up to you. It's just war.
Eversmann: You okay? Todd Blackburn: Excited. In a good way. I've been training my whole life for this. Eversmann: You ever shot at anybody before? Todd Blackburn: No Sergeant. Eversmann: Me neither.
General Garrison: This is Garrison. Now I want to be sure y'all understand what your asking for, so say it out loud and clear. Shughart: We're asking to go in and set-up a perimeter until ground support arrives.
Steele: Open up the hatch, we've got men back here! Pakistani Driver: No room here, go on the roof! Sanderson: What's going on? Steele: The roof? Twombly: I ain't gettin on no fucking roof!
This is a feminist bookstore. There is no humor section.
I didn't get into skating to be famous.
I do engineering, not religion.
Eversmann: Look, these people, they have no jobs, no food, no education, no future. I just figure that we have two things we can do. Help, or we can sit back and watch a country destroy itself on CNN. Right?
Yurek: [ducking behind a car after being shot at by Nelson] Rangers? Twombly: HO! Yurek: It's Yurek! You fucking assholes! Nelson: Fuck! Twombly: We almost fucking killed you! Well, come to us! Yurek: Fuck you! Come to me!
