Harrison's Flowers

Kyle Morris:
Get off my case or go home to mommy.

Marc Stevenson:
Sh*t. I'd love to see my mommy.

Yeager Pollack:
There are only two different types of people in this world. Those who have seen the war, and those who haven't.

Samuel Brubeck:
It's a filthy f***ing war out there.

Marc Stevenson:
I saw snipers shooting kids, and then making checkmarks on the wall.

Kyle Morris:
You have to get away from here. No one knows what this country is.

Journalist 4:
Don't they have a wine cellar here. [in the middle of shellfire]

Kyle Morris:
What do you think this is? A French restaurant?

Sarah Lloyd:
The children are so beautiful here.

Marc Stevenson:
Yea, makes you want to put them in the backpack and take them away from here.

Kyle Morris:
War is the best excuse to take drugs.

Marc Stevenson:
Excuse me, are you deaf? Or are you just not listening? It's impossible. What do you think, you drive to the airport and call for a taxi? 'Take me to Vukovar, please.' This is a war we have here. Real war with real blood, real death. Real bombs, mines, bullets. And real pricks who'd like to cut your stomach out. War. Didn't your husband ever mention it?