Hank wasn't in the picture.
Hank didn't raise that flag. He raised the other one. The real flag.
The what? The real... the real flag? There's a *real* flag?
John "Doc" Bradley:
Yeah, ours was the replacement flag. We put it up when they took the other one down.
Am I the only one getting a headache here? You know about this?
It was after it was already in the papers. The mothers had already been told by then.
Aw, that's it, that's beautiful. Yeah, that's beautiful. Yeah, why tell me? I'm only the guy that has to explain it to a hundred and fifty million Americans. Who is in the goddamn picture? Are *any* of you guys in the goddamn picture?
Yeah, we're in the goddamn picture.
Six guys raising a flag over Iwo Jima. Victory is ours. You're three of them, right?
John "Doc" Bradley:
This was the fifth day, sir. The battle went on for thirty-five more.
Well, what'd you do, raise a goddamn flag every time you stopped for lunch?
[whispers to Bradley] Can I hit this guy?
In truth we were all surprised in Michael's action. But in his mind losing that game and handing a feeling of victory was more important to a girl in a wheelchair was more then the right thing to do.
I feel like I'm back at the Green Dragon.
[through a mouthful of food] Mm. Green Dragon.
A mug of ale in my hand, putting my feet up on a settle after a hard day's work.
Only, you've never done a hard day's work. [They laugh; Gandalf, Aragorn, Legolas, and Gimli ride up. Merry stands and gives an exaggerated bow]
Welcome, my lords, to Isengard!
You young rascals! A merry hunt you've led us on, and now we find you... feasting and... and *smoking.*
We are sitting on a field of victory enjoying a few well-earned comforts. [Merry blows a smoke ring]
The salted pork is particularly good.
[eagerly] Salted pork?
We're under orders from Treebeard, who has taken over management of Isengard.
[as they walk toward the tower] Hroom, young master Gandalf! I'm relieved that you've come. Wood and water, stock and stone I can master, but there's a wizard to manage here. Locked his tower.
How many times in battle have we snatched victory from the jaws of defeat? Outnumbered, outflanked, but still we triumph? With you at my side, we can do so again. Lancelot, we are knights. What other purpose do we serve if not for such a cause?
[after Happy putts for Waterbury victory, sort of disappointed] Oh, he's gonna be on the tour that's... that's super. [Happy does a funny victory "dance" with his caddy]
That's... that's cute.
I have to admit that without the clones, it would have not been a victory.
Victory? Victory you say? Master Obi-Wan, not victory. The shroud of the dark side has fallen. Begun the Clone War has.