M*A*S*H1972

Hawkeye:
Baker, all a nose is is a nose. It takes in air, and it breaks up the space between your eyes and your mouth. It has nothing to do with a person's value or quality. It's there to catch a cold through, or at which to look down on people from. Enjoy it. You've been given a good, strong, aquiline nose.

Private Danny Baker:
That went back for seconds.

Trapper:
I like it. Its got character.

Hawkeye:
Yeah, it's got a sort of assertive je ne sais quoi.

Private Danny Baker:
And it arrives everywhere five minutes ahead of me.

Hawkeye:
Hey, you don't have a copyright on it, you know.

Trapper:
There are plenty of great people with big probosci.

Hawkeye:
You know why Napoleon always kept his hand down here? He was scratching his nose.

Private Danny Baker:
Look. I appreciate, and you're only trying to make me feel better.

Trapper:
It's only true.

Private Danny Baker:
You don't have to live with the jokes. "Excuse me, but my bus is late, and it's raining. Mind if I stand under your nose?" "Ever thought of putting in an attic?" At my draft board, the guy next to me says, "You could be 4-F. Just tell them you're an anteater." What about it?

Trapper:
The point is, kid, we're not plastic surgeons.

Hawkeye:
Yeah, it's not a tough operation, but it's a specialty. I mean we don't want to just "denosify" you. We want it done right.

Trapper:
It's also against regulations.

Private Danny Baker:
You think this is regulation?