Heaven Knows, Mr. Allison

Cpl. Allison, USMC:
You don't have to be afraid of me, ma'am. That was just drunk talk. I'd never hurt you! I'd rather *die* first!

Sister Angela:
Only God knows what'll happen to us.

Cpl. Allison, USMC:
And He won't tell, huh, ma'am?

Sister Angela:
He might.

Cpl. Allison, USMC:
I, uh... I've never loved anyone or anybody before... I've never even *lived* before. Never really... lived. That's why I want to ask you to marry me. I want to look after you... not only while we're here but for the rest of our lives. So, tell me, ma'am, if there's a chance.

Cpl. Allison, USMC:
I don't mean to give offense. ma'am, but... is there?

Sister Angela:
No, Mr. Allison. You see, I've already given my heart... to Jesus Christ, our Lord.

Cpl. Allison, USMC:
Like you was engaged or somethin'?

Sister Angela:
Yes.

Sister Angela:
This is the ring, and when I take my final vows, I'll wear a gold one: a marriage ring.

Cpl. Allison, USMC:
Oh, I didn't know it was set up like that. I guess I didn't have no right to speak.

Cpl. Allison, USMC:
Well, I guess I'll go fix that lean-to for ya!

Cpl. Allison, USMC:
Shh! Of course I am, ma'am alive and kickin'. Now, didn't I tell you never to leave this cave?

Cpl. Allison, USMC:
I am very put out with you...

Cpl. Allison, USMC:
yes, I am! *Put out!*

Cpl. Allison, USMC:
Let's just keep it quiet, ma'am. You speak English?

Sister Angela:
Yes.

Cpl. Allison, USMC:
Are there any Japs around?

Sister Angela:
You're... You're an American.