Concentrate, Luke . . .
You’ve broken my pointing stick!
Would you just stop rubbing your body up against mine, because I can’t concentrate when you do that.
Kinky…
-But the temperature is dropping, you’ll freeze before you reach the first waypoint!!!
-Then I’ll see you in hell!!
Them si-renes done loved Pete up and turned him into a horny toad!
a varmint will never quit - ever. They’re like the Viet Cong - Varmint Cong. So you have to fall back on superior intelligence and superior firepower. And that’s all she wrote.
We would not seek a battle as we are, yet as we are, we say we will not shun it.
So there’s still a chance!
To die…to be really dead…that must be glorious!
A Sherman can give you… a very nice edge. Woof.
You call that a knife? That’s not a knife.
This is a knife!
Fall on your sword.
Are you nuts? The * fall’ll * kill ya!
Nobody talks to Baby that way.
I don’t know nothin’ ‘bout birthin’ no babies!
That’s just what we call pillow talk, Baby!
“Where’s your other hand?”
“Between two pillows…”
“Those AREN’T PILLOWS!!!”
Give me some sugar, baby.
a spoonfull of sugar helps the medicine go down