“With the world so set on tearing itself apart, it don't seem like such a bad thing to me…”

“Desmond Doss: You want some morphine? Sgt Howell: Hell, yes. That or a bullet.”

“Artie got hit in the back. It blew most of his guts and intestines out his front, offal…”

“[about Desmond and Hal fighting] Why stop 'em? Saves me whipping them both. This way, I…”