Memphis Belle

Clay Busby:
Sir, if they found out they'd put my hot dog in a bun and chow down.

Richard Rascal Moore:
Yeah Luke, why go back to the daily grind of being a lifeguard? Take it easy!

Dennis Dearborn:
And if we don't drop these bombs right in the pickle barrel there are going to be a lot of innocent people killed.

Luke Sinclair:
What's the difference? They're all Nazis!

Luke Sinclair:
Fuel gauge is shot. How long can we fly on one engine?

Dennis Dearborn:
I don't know. I guess we'll find out.

Richard Rascal Moore:
And your mother, too!

Richard Rascal Moore:
Hey is that your new plane out there?

Stan the Rookie:
Yeah, Mother and Country.

Richard Rascal Moore:
Mother and Country?

Richard Rascal Moore:
Awwww!

Stan the Rookie:
We had our first practice today.

Richard Rascal Moore:
Oh yeah? How'd it go?

Stan the Rookie:
Well, we need a couple more. If you guys have any advice...?

Sgt. Jack Bocci:
Yeah, get a gun, shoot yourself in the foot, and go home!

Eugene McVey:
Now, that's good advice!

Richard Rascal Moore:
Hey, are those size eights? How about leaving a little will saying when you get your ass shot off on your first mission that those nice, shiny new pumps come to me, huh?

Richard Rascal Moore:
Uh, we ain't going to Krautville. Our plane's broke.

Eugene McVey:
No, it's fixed.

Richard Rascal Moore:
Christ, let's go break it.

Lt. Val Kozlowski:
You try that again, and I'll kill you!

Sgt. Jack Bocci:
Awwwww No! I can see it, I get back home, I'm doin' it to the wife, the door breaks open and theres Danny takin' a picture!