“I just don’t know why they’re shooting at us. All we want to do is bring them democracy and white bread. Transplant the American dream. Freedom. Achievement. Hyperacidity. Affluence. Flatulence. Technology. Tension. The inalienable right to an early coronary sitting at your desk while plotting to stab your boss in the back.”
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“Hawkeye: Let's make a pact about drinking. Trapper: All right. Hawkeye: Let's never stop.”
“I'm not sleeping, I'm inspecting the inside of my eyelids.”
“I will not carry a gun, Frank. When I got thrown into this war I had a clear understanding…”
“Hawkeye: Great little war we have here. Radar: I could do without it.”