Captain Taylor: Trust me, once you go down there you wouldn't wanna come back up again.
Eddie Papasano: Let me tell you people something, no matter what happens here today, if you try to close my joint, I 'll sue the ass off you.
Dr. Don Francis: Doesn't it bother you knowing that the people who have sex in your bath-house are playing Russian roulette?
Eddie Papasano: Please just cut out this bullshit. We're all in this for one thing: money. I make'em when the guys come in. You doctors, you make'em when they go out.
Pvt. Joker: Are those live rounds Leonard?
Pvt. Pyle: 7.62 millimeter. Full metal jacket.
Pvt. Joker: How could you shoot women, children?
Helicopter gunner: Easy. Ya just don't lead 'em so much. Hahaha. Ain't war hell?
David Schreiner: You know, when I filled out my housing application, I asked for a roommate who was quiet, serious, and neat. How did you describe yourself?
Joe Slovak: I lied.
Louden Swain: But all I ever settled for is that we're born to live and then to die, and... we got to do it alone, each in his own way. And I guess that's why we got to love those people who deserve it like there's no tomorrow. 'Cause when you get right down to it - there isn't.
Louden Swain: My name's Louden, Louden Swain. Last week I turned 18. I wasn't ready for it. I haven't done anything yet. So I made this deal with myself. This is the year I make my mark.
Louden Swain: I'm gonna drop down to 168 and wrestle Shute.
Kuch: Shute? Shute's a monster! A genuine geratoid! His own father has to use a livewire to keep him from fuckin' the fireplace.
Louden Swain: Hey, Carla? I'd do it all again.
Carla: So would I.
