Jimmy Lee Farnsworth: Irwin, admit that you are a sinner.
Fletch: Uh. Well, I've sinned. I didn't take any Polaroids or anything. But, yeah, I've sinned.
Jimmy Lee Farnsworth: The Lord forgives ya.
Fletch: Thank you. Thank you very much. Thank you. Thank you. Amen. What? Other sins? Uh, I parked in a handicap spot on my way up here. Actually, on a handicap person. I told him I'd be back in five minutes, so that's not such a big deal.
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: If you ladies leave my island, if you survive recruit training, you will be a weapon. You will be a minister of death praying for war. But until that day you are pukes. You are the lowest form of life on Earth. You are not even human fucking beings. You are nothing but unorganized grabastic pieces of amphibian shit. Because I am hard you will not like me, but the more you hate me the more you will learn. I am hard but I am fair.
Deputy Nate Booker: Maybe we should have turned him in.
Sheriff Buck Olmstead: Maybe we should have done a lot of things differently... But turning Frank in was never an option.
Deputy Nate Booker: Why not?
Sheriff Buck Olmstead: Because he told the truth. Once you've heard the truth, everything else is just cheap whiskey.
Sheriff Buck Olmstead: Cause he told the truth, and once you've heard the truth, everything else is just cheap whiskey.
Sheriff Hoyt: You kids shouldn't have messed with that little girl. You brought this all on yourself.
Sheriff Hoyt: I bet she's real unhappy, real sorry that you're getting fuckin' her blood all over your goddamn arm. You know, back when I was a young patrolman, I used to love wrapping up these young honies.
Andy: Yeah, I bet you did.
Sheriff Hoyt: Yeah, cop me a little bit of a feel every now and then, you know. Oh, look at that. She's kind of wet down there. What you boys been doing with this dead body anyway?
Andy: Can we please finish this?