Colonel Pitts: Where you from, son?
Soldier: Omaha, sir.
Colonel Pitts: By this time next year pigeons are going to be crapping on statues of you across the whole damn state of Nebraska.
SS Officer: Herr Oberst Radl? In the name of the Fuhrer, you are under arrest.
Col. Max Radl: May I be permitted to know the charge?
Col. Max Radl: Your meeting went well? The Führer had something specific in mind?
Admiral Canaris: A simple exercise in logistics, nothing very complicated: he merely wants Winston Churchill brought from London to Berlin. And we are ordered to make a feasibility study. Today's Wednesday. By Friday he will forget it, but Himmler will not.
Col. Max Radl: A wink from a pretty girl at a party results rarely in climax, Karl. But a man is a fool not to push a suggestion as far as it will go.
Captain Clark: Colonel, there's no such thing as "death with honor." Just death.
Colonel Kurt Steiner: I have no intention of dying now. But if I'm going to, allow me to choose where and how.
Heinrich Himmler: So you see... Radl. Under the terms of that document, even I find myself under your personal command.
Colonel Pitts: If anything happens to Churchill, they're going to hang you from Big Ben by your balls.
