War Horse

Maj. Jamie Stewart:
Be brave! Be brave!

Rose Narracott:
[to Ted] I might hate you more, but I'll never love you less.

Gunther:
Well look at you!

Albert Narracott:
We'll be alright Joey. We're the lucky ones, you and me. Lucky since the day I met you.

Michael:
The food in Italy is good, yeah?

Gunther:
[nods] Yes, very good.

Michael:
And the women?

Gunther:
Not as good as the food...

Michael:
From eating too much of the food?

Emilie:
And you've never done a brave thing in your life?

Grandfather:
Maybe there are different ways to be brave. Did you know the French have the best carrier pigeons? And this could be the difference in the war - our messages getting through.

Emilie:
I don't want to hear about the birds.

Grandfather:
They are released at the front and told to go home - this is all they know. But to get there they must fly over war. Can you imagine such a thing? Here you are flying over so much pain and terror - and you know you can never look down. You have to look forward or you'll never get home. I ask you - what could be braver than that?

Rose Narracott:
[stopping her husband from taking a drink] Some days are best forgotten. Today ain't one of them.

Base Camp Officer:
[capturing Maj. Stewart and his soldiers] What? You think a garrison on open grounds would go UNDEFENDED? Look at yourself! Who do you think you are?