Blue Thunder

Jack Braddock:
Son, I had twenty years in this outfit, when your idea of a good time was sittin' in front of the TV tube, watchin' Bugs Bunny and gnawing on your fudgcicle.

Jack Braddock:
Oh, for God's sake, Lymangood, you've got a right to be stupid. Don't abuse the privilege.

Jack Braddock:
But there's a bright side to this, and a moral. I think morals are good for you, I love morals, and the moral of this story is: If you're walkin' on eggs, don't hop.

Sgt. Short:
This ship is equipped with a forward-mounted, twenty-millimeter electric cannon. Its six barrels are capable of firing four thousand rounds of ammunition per minute. And that, gentlemen, is one hell of a sh*t-storm in anybody's language!

Frank Murphy:
That's Cochrane, F.E., US Army.

Lymangood:
Cochrane, F.E. What's the "F.E." stand for?

Frank Murphy:
"F*** Everybody."

Col. F.E. Cochrane:
Come on, Keep it tight!

Lymangood:
Christ! Any closer and we start eating blades!

Frank Murphy:
We're following his leader!

Lymangood:
You mind if I ask you what you're doing.

Frank Murphy:
No... I don't mind at all.

Frank Murphy:
Grab your ankles and kiss your ass goodbye Jafo. We're going down.

Col. F.E. Cochrane:
You threatening me, Murphy?

Frank Murphy:
No, I'm telling you. Back off!

Col. F.E. Cochrane:
Could have used this in 'Nam.

Frank Murphy:
Could have used something!

Jack Braddock:
Well Murph, feeling any pressure?

Frank Murphy:
Yeah. About 15 pounds per square inch at sea level.

Lymangood:
All those people. What do you suppose they're all doing down there?

Frank Murphy:
Well, according to the latest statistics, about 1 million, 775 thousand of them are... getting it on!

Lymangood:
That many, eh!

Frank Murphy:
The rest are waiting for 'Leverne and Shirley'!

Lymangood:
Sir, what was that business with the watch? Back in the ready room, with the watch?

Frank Murphy:
It's sort of a test.

Col. F.E. Cochrane:
I had another stoppage! I nearly killed the lot of you on that second pass. You can tell Ordnance from me, if it happens again, I'll have their balls for breakfast!

Frank Murphy:
Finally made Colonel, eh?

Col. F.E. Cochrane:
If you're a nice guy, nice things happen to you.

Frank Murphy:
I'll try to remember that!

Icelan:
I didn't realize you two were aquainted.

Col. F.E. Cochrane:
Only too well, I'm afriad. I'd have had that bastard up on charges if he hadn't caught some shrapnel!

Icelan:
He checks his sanity with a wrist watch!

Jack Braddock:
What do you check yours with, a dipstick?

Frank Murphy:
This thing's nose-heavier than the Ayatollah.