[first lines] Mary: My name is Mary Lennox. I was born in India. It was hot, and strange, and lonely in India. I didn't like it. Nobody by my servant, my ayah, looked after me. My parents didn't want me. My mother cared only to go to parties. And my father was busy with his military duties. I was never allowed to go to the parties. I watched them from my mother's bedroom window. I was angry, but I never cried. I didn't know how to cry.
Malcolm: This is the world. 196 million square miles. If I covered 100 square miles every hour for the rest of my life, I'd only see half. [We see Reese's nose] Malcolm: And this is my brother Reese's left nostril. It squeaks... all night long. [We see Dewey's feet] Malcolm: And these are the feet of our little brother Dewey. [We see a picture of Francis] Malcolm: This is my favorite bother, Francis. So naturally, my parents sent him off to military school. [We see Malcolm] Malcolm: My name is Malcolm. You want to know the best part about childhood? At some point, it stops.
Valentin Mironov #2: Soviet power is a myth. Great show. There are no spare parts. Nothing is working, nothing, it's nothing but painted rust. But you, you need to keep the Russian myth alive to maintain your military industrial complex. Your system depends on Russian being perceived as a mortal threat. It's not a threat. It was never a threat. It will never be a threat. It's a rotted, bloated cow.
Julia: Where the hell is my military liason? Devoe: Colonel Thomas Devoe reporting as ordered, ma'am. I'm sorry about in there, sometimes my enthusiasm gets the better of me. Julia: No problem. Would you like some coffee? Devoe: I'd love some. Julia: It's over there.
Kenny O'Donnell: [about journalist who says Ortsac - Castro spelt backwards - is a military action] Kinda simple for the Pentagon.
Private Auster: My name is Private Auster. I'm stationed at Westover Military Base about ten miles back. I think they've been affected by whatever's happening. I lost communication with them. When I approached the base, I saw military personnel in... the barbed wire in... the fence. So I suggest no one take that road. Nursery Owner: There's a town about eight miles behind us. There were bodies on the road into town. Private Auster: Cheese and crackers.
Patrick Zevo: I can't even eat. The food keeps touching. I like military plates, I'm a military man, I want a military meal. I want my string beans to be quarantined! I like a little fortress around my mashed potatoes so the meatloaf doesn't invade my mashed potatoes and cause mixing in my plate! I HATE IT when food touches! I'm a military man, you understand that? And don't let your food touch either, please?
Irwin: [while looking at Winter's military collection] Any man with a collection like this is a man who's never set foot on a battlefield. To him a minié ball from Shiloh is just an artifact. But to a combat vet, it's a hunk of metal that caused some poor bastard a world of pain.
Stone: My guy in D.C. tells me that we are not dealing with a student here, we're dealing with the Professor. Any time the military has an operation that can't fail, they call this guy in to train the troops, OK? He's the kind of guy that would drink a gallon of gasoline so he could piss in your campfire! You could drop this guy off at the Arctic Circle wearing a pair of bikini underwear, without his toothbrush, and tomorrow afternoon he's going to show up at your pool side with a million dollar smile and fist full of pesos. This guy's a professional, you got me? If he reaches this rig, we're all gonna be nothing but a big goddamned hole right in the middle of Alaska. So let's go find him and kill him and get rid of the son of a bitch!
Captain Lennox: Sam! Where's the Cube? Sam Witwicky: Right there! Captain Lennox: Epps, get those Blackhawks here! [sees a building] Captain Lennox: That building... okay! Sam Witwicky: What? Captain Lennox: All right, I can't leave my guys back there, so here, take this flare... [hands him the flare and the All Spark] Captain Lennox: Okay, there's a tall white building with statues on top. Go to the roof, set the flare... Sam Witwicky: No... Captain Lennox: Signal the chopper, and... Sam Witwicky: I can't do this! Captain Lennox: [grabs him] Listen to me, you're a soldier now! All right, I need you to take this Cube, get it into military hands while we hold them off, or a lot of people are gonna die. [to Mikaela] Captain Lennox: You gotta go, you gotta go...! Mikaela: No, I'm not leaving. Captain Lennox: You need to go! Mikaela: No, I'm not leaving until I get Bumblee out of here! Okay? USAF Master Sgt. Epps: [into radio] Army Blackhawk, requesting immediate evac for civilian boy with precious cargo, headed to rooftop marked by flare. Ironhide: Sam, we will protect you. Sam Witwicky: [breathing heavily] Okay...
SFC Cunningham: I've got it figured. I've had two separate folk tell me that there have been strangers around. Can't tell what they look like, 'cause they're staying the shadows... covert-like. Nobody's been hurt yet, and that's the giveaway. Merrill: I see. SFC Cunningham: It's called "probing". It's a military procedure. You send in a reconnaissance group, very small... to check things out. Not to engage, but to evaluate the situation... evaluate the level of danger. Make sure things are all clear. Merrill: Clear for what? SFC Cunningham: For the rest of them.
Col. Dr. Irina Spalko: This warehouse is where you and your government have hidden all of your secrets, yes? Indiana Jones: This is a military warehouse. I've never been here before in my life.
[Igby returns from military school] Igby: Turtle. He was my best buddy. Then his rifle backfired and blew his face off. We all learned a valuable lesson about weapon maintenance that day. Mimi: Why didn't the school inform me? Igby: It wasn't the school's fault. They were great about it, paid for the dry cleaning and everything. Not because they had to, but because it was the right thing to do.
Will Knott: Griffin was a mortician in civilian life, and he seemed to be spending most of his military life producing work for his army counterparts.
Rob Hawkins: My name is Robert Hawkins. It's 6:42 AM on Saturday, May 23rd. Approximately seven hours ago, some... thing attacked the city. I don't know what it is. If you found this tape, I mean if you're watching this right now, then you probably know more about it than I do. Whatever it is, it killed my brother Jason Hawkins, it killed my best friend Hudson Platt and Marlena Diamond, and many many others. We've crashed into Central Park and we've taken shelter underneath this bridge. The military has begun bombing the creature and we're caught in the middle. Okay, ready? [Rob turns camera to Beth] Rob Hawkins: It's okay. Beth McIntyre: I don't know what to say. Rob Hawkins: Just tell them who you are. Beth McIntyre: My name is Elizbeth McIntyre. I don't know why this is happening. And we're going to wait here until this passes.
Colhoun: We left in April. Six of us in all. Mr. MacCready and his wife, from Ireland. Mr. Janus, from Virginia, I believe. With his servant, Jones. Myself. And our guide. A military man, coincidently. A Col. Ives. He professed to know a new, shorter route through the Nevada's. Quite a route that was. Longer than the normal one. Impossible to travel. We worked very very hard. By the time of the first snowfall we were still one hundred miles from this place, that was November. Preceding though the snow was futile. We took shelter in a cave. Decided to wait until the storm had passed. The storm did not pass. The trails soon became impossible, and we had run out of food. We ate the Oxen. All the horses. Even my own dog. And that lasted us about a month. After that we turned to out belts, shoes, and roots we could dig up... but you know there's no real nourishment in those. We remained famished. The day that Jones died I was out collecting wood. He had expired from malnourishment. And when I returned, the others were cooking his legs for dinner. Would I have stopped it had I been there? I don't know. But I must say. When I stepped inside that cave... the smell of meat cooking... I thanked the lord! I thanked the lord!
Charlie: I'm a doctor. Stu: He's a heart surgeon. You're a dentist. It's like saying General Patton and Colonel Mustard are both military men.
James: Jesse, I brought these. [indicating two guns] Jesse: Do those even work? James: They'll knock anyone down who tries to get at us. Jesse: I'm sure they said that at the military base, too. James: Yeah, well you'll be thanking me when I save your dumb ass.
Pricilla Worth: Damn, they're closing down military left and right and putting up jails like 7-Eleven stores!
Major Benson Winifred Payne: Be advised, ladies, we are going to WIN the Virginia Military Games this year! You will note my emphasis on the word WIN: Whisky! India! November! GET USED TO THE SOUND OF THAT WORD! [and later, as he's introducing the cadets to their new, off-campus quarters] Major Benson Winifred Payne: A squad that lives together, wins together! UNITY, turds: that is the key word in UNIT, without the "Y!"
Moira Davidson: Hey, I'm not blaming you. If it was one of your politicians or your military with their bloody warrior mentality, I would be. "We're protecting your freedom!" [sarcastically] Moira Davidson: It really worked...
Stuart Abernathy: What kind of Idiot would put Military Technology in Toys? Irwin Wayfair: [pointing at Larry] Well that'd be Gizmo over here.
Arms Fair Salesman: Sir! Sir, may I interest you in the shoulder fired S-37 surface-to-air missle? It's the old Chinese model. Not so effective against modern military aircraft but deadly if used against a commerical airliner.
Ludwig Beck: Remember, this is a military operation. Nothing ever goes according to plan.
Laura Newton: Did my father send you? Scott: That's right. Laura Newton: Why? Why? He wants me dead. Scott: He sent me. Laura Newton: One man. Scott: "One riot, one Ranger." You ever heard that? Laura Newton: Leonidas, King of Sparta... when a neighboring state would plead for military aid, would send one man. Scott: Well, there you go. Laura Newton: You ever hear that? Scott: No. I think we went to different schools.
[from trailer] Military Clerk: Brandon Leonard King? Brandon King: Yes. Military Clerk: You have orders to report to the First Brigade. Brandon King: Not me, I'm gettin' out today. Military Clerk: You leave on the 22nd, shipping back to Iraq. You've been Stop-Lossed.
Narrator: June, 2001. The Department of Defense initiates new instructions for a military intervention in the case of a hijacking. It states, that for all non-immediate responses the Department of Defense must get permission directly from the Secretary of Defense.
Officer Collins: [addressing military brass] You see, a pimp's love is very different from that of a square.
Captain Spock: Two months ago, a Federation starship monitored an explosion on the Klingon moon, Praxis. We believe it was the result of overmining and insufficient safety precautions. The moon's decimation means a deadly pollution of their ozone: They will have depleted their supply of oxygen in 50 Earth years. Due to the enormous size of their military budget the Klingons do not have the means to deal with this catastrophe. Last month, at the behest of the Vulcan ambassador, I opened a dialogue with Gorkon, Klingon chancellor of the High Council. He proposes to begin negotiations at once. Admiral Cartwright: Negotiations for what? Captain Spock: The dismantling of our starbases and outposts along the Neutral Zone, an end to nearly 70 years of unremitting hostility which the Klingons can no longer afford.
Steven 'Flash' Gordon: [to Baylin] I'm not letting you out of my sight. I don't want another incident like with Mr. Mailman. Baylin: Nonmilitary personel should not wear uniforms.
Homeless Guy: Sonny was real nice to the kid. Wish my father was like him. My father was a military man. Guess I wasn't such a good soldier. Anyways, when I was 35, he tried to give me a crew cut while I was asleep. I woke up, broke his arm, haven't seen him since. I'd rather live in a dumpster then under his freaky ass rules! (Notices a McDonald's bag in Sonny's hand) Anyways, I think Sonny Koufax should be acquitted of all the charges. If O.J. can get away with murder, why can't Sonny have his kid? (points at a black man) This guy knows what I'm talking about! No more questions!
[first lines] Journalist: Senator, ah an attorney named Peter Gerston has filed suit in Arizona, uh, alleging that there's a cover-up regarding UFOs, and there has been for dozens of years, and millions of people have seen these objects in the sky, and the military continues to deny that anything's going on. Is that an area that's of interest to you at all? John McCain: It's always of great interest to me. I think it's, I think it's uh of great interest. I would point out to you that there was once a case, a couple of years ago in Arizona, of some lights that were seen over Arizona, um, and that has never been fully explained.
A pilot: What if we have to bail out over Japan? Lt. Col. Jimmy Doolittle: Well, in that situation, I can't tell you what to do. Rafe: What would you do, colonel? Lt. Col. Jimmy Doolittle: I wasn't built to be a prisoner... so I would have my crew bail out. I'd find the sweetest military target I could and drive my plane right smack into the middle of it and kill as many of those bastards as I possibly could.
Stepanek: Sit on it and rotate, sir. Executive Officer Martin T. 'Marty' Pascal: [shouts] What? What did you say, sailor? You can't say that! [Turns to Dodge, still shouting] Executive Officer Martin T. 'Marty' Pascal: He can't say that! Lt. Comd. Dodge: Pascal, down. Down. Heel. Stepanek: By the Uniform Code of Military Justice that constitutes gross insubordination, punishable by one month in a brig. I'm ready to go, sir. Lt. Comd. Dodge: Board the boat. I like a challenge. Stepanek: You'll throw me off within a week. I'm a dedicated pain in the butt, sir. Lt. Comd. Dodge: Stepanek. Stepanek: What? Lt. Comd. Dodge: If I throw you off... it'll be in the middle of the Atlantic. Board the damn boat.
[Considering a military strike against the Klingons] Ambassador Nanclus: Mr. President, they are vulnerable... there will never be a better time.
Howard Wolowitz: If it's "creepy" to use the Internet, military satellites, and robot aircraft to find a house full of gorgeous young models so I can drop in on them unexpected, then FINE, I'm "creepy".
Dr. Heller: If you're gonna bust into that mansion, you're gonna need more than a station wagon. Mr. Furious: At the auto yard, there's this old Herkimer Battle Jitney. Sally's always telling me to junk it! Dr. Heller: Wait! You have a Herkimer Battle Jitney? That's the finest nonlethal military vehicle ever made!
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