Private Witt: Maybe all men got one big soul everybody's a part of, all faces are the same man.
The Thin Red LineFirst Sgt. Edward Welsh: What difference do you think you can make, one man in all this madness?
The Thin Red LinePvt. Charlie Dale: See them birds up there... they gonna eat you raw. You're dyin'.
The Thin Red LineJohnny Cash: Now I've asked you forty different ways and it's time you come up with a fresh answer.
Walk the LineJohnny Cash: Marry me, June. June Carter: Oh please, get up off your knees, you look pathetic.
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