I honestly don’t think you’re going to find the Grand Canyon on this road.
Jesus, it’s only the biggest damn hole in the world.
You take a bad boy, make him dig holes all day in the hot sun, it turns him into a good boy.
So that’s what you’ve got these slaves digging for, huh?
Why don’t you boys dig a hole and I’ll get another beer?
I got an ex-wife and a son I never talk to! And you know why? Because I choose to drink!
You and the land are one. Drink. Drink from the chalice and you will be reborn, and the land with you.
He chose… poorly.
I recognize the Council has made a decision. But given that it’s a stupid-ass decision, I have elected to ignore it.
You cowardly bastard! You’re not the voice of the people, I am the voice of the people! The people speak through me, not you!
Pay no attention to the man behind the curtain!
Miss Sherman, how would you like to live behind what you call the Iron Curtain?
I believe whatever doesn’t kill you, simply makes you stranger.
All right, we did not die today! I call that an unqualified success.
Aye, fight and you may die. Run, and you’ll live… at least a while.
Earn this.
Dying is a hell of a way to make a living.
No bastard ever won a war by dying for his country. He won it by making the other poor dumb bastard die for his country.
De Gaulle? He ain’t even in this war.
Every war is different, every war is the same.
Whoo! Sign me up for the next war.