Hell Below

Ptomaine:
[looking at a plus-sized Italian girl on a boat] What big eyes you have, Grandma!

Mac Dougal - Chief Torpedo Man:
You hit a Limey and you hit a Marine all at the same time. What could be sweeter?

Chief Engineer Hendrickson:
Now that's what I call efficiency.

Ptomaine:
[Commenting on a large-nosed Italian girl] Mack, I don't care what you say. I'm not going out with her!

Mac Dougal - Chief Torpedo Man:
Why, there's nothing wrong with her. She's got a mighty trim little hull.

Ptomaine:
But I can't see past her bowsprit!

Mac Dougal - Chief Torpedo Man:
Well, maybe she's built for speed?

Mac Dougal - Chief Torpedo Man:
[Speaking to Italian girl with Ptomaine] Don't let that big nose fool you!

Lieut. 'Brick' Walters:
[commenting on their new commanding officer] Boy, he acts like he wrote the book of regulations.

Lieut. 'Speed' Nelson:
No, but he lives up to it, and he'll see that you do too. Yes, sir, that's "Dead Pan" Toler. If he smiles, it's only a gas pain.

Buck Teeth Sergeant:
What's that lump on your face, Yank?

Ptomaine:
Bunker Hill. You want to climb it?

Buck Teeth Sergeant:
Well, I don't see no steps.