Buffalo Soldiers

Gen. Lancaster:
The best fighters in the world are the ones with nothing to lose.

Gen. Lancaster:
My belief is if you come from dirt, you fight better because you dont want to go back to the dirt. The best fighters in the world are people with nothing to lose.

Ray Elwood:
Falling. My worst fear is falling, falling like a bomb. You see, life for me is about distractions. I try to keep looking up and forget about what's down. But when I dream... I fall.

Ray Elwood:
These were my guys. Fighting the dull fight. Soldiers with nothing to kill except time. They know that war is hell; but peace, peace is f***ing boring.

Hicks:
You got anything?

Ray Elwood:
Depends on what you want.

Hicks:
Uh, some horse.

Ray Elwood:
Can't help you.

Hicks:
You know, f***, Elwood... I outrank you so don't give me any crap!

Ray Elwood:
I appreciate that but I can't help you.

Ray Elwood:
There's basically two types of guys in the army - the motherf***ers and the motherf***ed. Sergeant Saad is the third kind- he f***s the motherf***ers... which is doable when you're the chief MP by day and the director of retail heroin sales by night.

Ray Elwood:
Uh, guys.

Ray Elwood:
Guys. Guys!

Ray Elwood:
Uh, just letting you know, Parsons is dead.

Colonel Berman:
Heroin, cocaine, marijuana, lysergic acid, deithyl... whatever the hell that is; amphetamines, traces of barbiturates, estrogen. Estrogen? McCovey was on the pill?... How could this be possible?

Ray Elwood:
He might have taken it by mistake, sir.

Colonel Berman:
What?

Ray Elwood:
Birth control pill. He might've thought it was something ele.

Colonel Berman:
Well, fine. But he didn't take heroin, speed and cocaine by mistake, did he?

Ray Elwood:
It seems unlikely, sir.

Ray Elwood:
Sir, you've got to relax...

Colonel Berman:
Don't you tell me to relax, goddammit! You're an E4. I'm a goddamm full bird colonel! You don't talk to me like that. You understand, soldier?

Ray Elwood:
Yes, sir.

Colonel Berman:
Oh, Jesus, Elwood, I'm... I didn't mean to take it out on you... Elwood, I'm... I'm sorry!

Ray Elwood:
That's OK sir, I understand the kind of pressure you're under.

Hicks:
What was that bump?

Johnnie:
Oh sh*t, man, we just ran over a car. We just squashed a car!

Hicks:
What kind of car?

Johnnie:
A Volkswagen. A f***ing beetle!

Hicks:
Oh, no. We squashed a beetle.

Ray Elwood:
So how come they assigned you here?

Knoll:
I put in for it. My fiancée is here on base, so we arranged for a transfer together.

Ray Elwood:
Oh, how sweet. Who's she?

Knoll:
Margolis, Carol-Anne. Private first class.

Ray Elwood:
You call her by her last name? What do you do, salute in bed?

Robyn Lee:
He murdered you're car?

Ray Elwood:
Say, do you ever have falling dreams?

Robyn Lee:
Sure, I think so.

Ray Elwood:
I have the same dream all the time where its really high and I'm kind of floating and then I fall. Is that the same as yours?

Robyn Lee:
Kind of.

Ray Elwood:
Well, why? What happens in yours?

Robyn Lee:
I wake up before I hit the ground.

Ray Elwood:
I always hit. I don't wake up.

Robyn Lee:
That's not normal.

Mrs. Berman:
When was the last time you even held a rifle? Do you even know which end the f***ing bullets come out?

Ray Elwood:
Let's just say cooking smack's like preparing thanksgiving dinner where one of the ingredients is a hand grenade.

Ray Elwood:
Boiling point!

Colonel Berman:
What is this? What have we here?

Ray Elwood:
Just some requisitions, sir.

Colonel Berman:
One thousand gallons of Mop & Glow... my God, do we really need that much?

Ray Elwood:
Well, cleanliness is next to godliness.

Ray Elwood:
Three things I love about Germany: My Mercedes-Benz, no speed limit on the autobahn and a black market for anything I can get my hands on.

Ray Elwood:
War is hell, but peace is f***ing boring.

Robyn Lee:
You know he's gonna cut your balls off, right? So, am I worth it?

Ray Elwood:
Yeah, sure. Why not?