Maj. Demming: I think that I would rather live in the rottenest pig sty in Tennessee or Alabama than the fanciest mansion in all of Georgia. How about that?
Will Stockdale: Well, sir... I think where you wanna live is your business.
Benjamin B. Whitledge: Our post was the tail of the plane and nobody told us to quit it.
Will Stockdale: But the tail was on fire, Ben! Our post was a-quittin' us.
Sergeant King: Why ain't you dead?
Will Stockdale: No excuse, sir.
