Lt. Colonel Hal Moore: To follow your instincts and to inspire your men, by your example, you have to be with 'em. Where the metal meets the meat.
Feather Woman: Excuse me, have you seen my husband, Izaak Szerman? A tall, a tall handsome man, with a little grey beard. No? Oh, excuse me. Goodbye, sleep well. But if you see him, write to me, yes? Izaak Szerman.
Col. Werner Visser: Strange thing about war wounds - the older you get, the less proud of them you become.
Joe Enders: Stay on my ass.
Flying Snow: How swift thy sword.
Abou Fatma: I found you half dead crossing the desert alone and you say you are afraid?
Hinh: Sooner or later, Mr. Fowler, one has to take sides, if one is to remain human.
Sgt. David Tate: Don't call me 'sir', all right? I'm a sergeant, I work for a living.
Richard Roth: Hi. Richard Roth. Don't call me 'Dick'.
Robert Wiener: Robert Wiener. Don't call me 'Dick', either.
Max Rothman: I've seen the future. Believe me, it came straight at us. There's no future in the future.