Sam Daniels: Just don't get negative on me.
Major Salt: Affirmative.
Casey Schuler: How many brain cells did I kill?
Sam Daniels: How many? About a billion.
Casey Schuler: Oh, now I'm only as smart as you.
Sam Daniels: What can we give him to kill his sense of humor?
Sam Daniels: If you think I'm lying, drop the bomb. If you think I'm crazy, drop the bomb. But don't drop the bomb just because you're following orders.
Mrs. Pananides: I have a friend in the Coast Guard, all I have to do is call.
Sam Daniels: How close a friend?
Mrs. Pananides: Closer than his wife would like.
Casey Schuler: I hate this bug.
Sam Daniels: Oh, come on, Casey. You have to admire its simplicity. It's one billionth our size and it's beating us.
Casey Schuler: So, what do you want to do, take it to dinner?
Sam Daniels: No.
Casey Schuler: What, then?
Sam Daniels: Kill it.
Sam Daniels: We are fugitives of the law. Idiocy is our only option.
Sergeant Wolf: This could mean my stripes, sir.
Sam Daniels: It'll mean your ass if you don't get your finger on the phone. Finger it.
Sam Daniels: Thank you, Mrs. - what was her name again?
Major Salt: Pananides.
Sergeant Meyer: Sir, my pilot is taking a leak.
Sam Daniels: A leak? No shit.
Sam Daniels: Sir, what did I ever do to make your life miserable?
General Billy Ford: You got up this morning, didn't you?
Sam Daniels: You know Salt, fear gets a bad rap. I don't want anybody in my outfit that doesn't get scared.
Major Salt: Then I'm your man sir.
Sam Daniels: Anything I can do to help?
Major Salt: Just don't make me nervous.
Casey Schuler: I hate them willies, they ought to call them the Sams don't you think?
Casey Schuler: You want a hotshot scope-jockey, fine, but, frankly, I'm hurt.
Chosen answer: They would be sprayed with an antibacterial solution, and it is to prevent any contagion clinging to the outside of the suit from being transferred from one source to another while the protective gear is being handled.
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