From the Right Stuff!
Alan Shepard: Dear Lord, please don't let me fuck up.
Gordon Cooper: I didn't quite copy that. Say again, please.
Alan Shepard: I said everything's A-OK.
Alan Shepard: Request permission to relieve bladder.
Werner von Braun: Our Germans are better than their Germans.
Zulu...
Lieutenant Gonville Bromhead: 60!, we got at least 60 wouldn't you say?
Ardndorff: That leaves only 3,940.
Private: Why us? Why does it have to be us?
Sergeant: Because we're here lad.
Chard: The army doesn't like more than one disaster in a day.
Bromhead: Looks bad in the newspapers and upsets civilians at their breakfast.
Nixon...
[To a portrait of John F. Kennedy.]
Nixon: They look at you and see what they want to be. They look at me and see what they are.
Breaker Morant.
George Witton: Did you write that, Harry?
Harry Morant: No, no. It was a minor poet, called Byron.
Peter Handcock: Never heard of him.
Harry Morant: Like I said, he was a minor poet.
Wag The Dog...
Stanley Motss: The President will be a hero. He brought peace.
Conrad 'Connie' Brean: But there was never a war.
Stanley Motss: All the greater accomplishment.
Stanley Motss: It's okay, he's not dead! [gunshot] Uh, strike that.
Stanley Motss: As long as he gets his medications, he's fine.
Winifred Ames: What if he doesn't get them?
Stanley Motss: He's not fine.
Stanley Motss: Why Albania?
Conrad 'Connie' Brean: Why not?
Stanley Motss: What have they done to us?
Conrad 'Connie' Brean: What have they done FOR us? What do you know about them?
Stanley Motss: Nothing.
Conrad 'Connie' Brean: See? They keep to themselves. Shifty. Untrustable.
Stanley Motss: It's like a plumber: if you do it OK, nobody notices, if you fuck up, it gets full of shit.
Stanley Motss: Fuck my life! I want the credit!
[Commissioned to write a propaganda song about war with Albania.]
Johnny Dean: Albania's hard to rhyme.
ok thatll do...for now!
[This message has been edited by brettig (edited 03-28-2002).]