Squad Leader: You're gonna be Spook's wingman. You think you can handle that?
Dieter: I could not ask for a better man, sir. But, please, could I ask you a question?
Squad Leader: Go ahead.
Dieter: You know, Spook is such a goddamn daredevil, could you please order him not to try too hard to die for his country, but rather to let the son-of-a-bitch on the other side die for his instead?
Dieter: I love America. America gave me wings.
Duane: You're a strange bird, Dieter. A man tries to kill you and you want his job.
Dieter: Empty what is full. Fill what is empty. Scratch what itches.
Dieter: I believe I need a steak.
