Mongol General: "..I fear my sons will never understand me."
Mongol Messenger: " We win again"
Mongol General: "That is good! But what is best in life?"
Mongol Warrior: "The open steppe, fleet horse, a falcon on
your wrist, the wind in your hair!"
Mongol General: "Wrong!, Conan, what is best in life?"
Conan: "To crush your enemies, see them driven before you, and
to hear the lamentations of the women!"
Mongol General: "That is good"
The path of the righteous man is beset on all sides by the
inequities of the selfish and the tyranny of evil men.
Blessed is he who, in the name of charity and good will,
shepherds the weak through the valley of darkness, for he is
truly his brother's keeper and the finder of lost children.
And I will strike down upon thee with great vengeance and
furious anger those who attempt to poison and destroy my
brothers.
And you will know my name is the Lord when I lay my
vengeance upon you.
What is your major malfunction Private Pyle?- Gunnery Sergeant Hartman
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman, Drill Instructor: Jesus Christ Pyle, don't try too hard. If God would have wanted you up there he would have miracled your ass up there, wouldn't he?
Lieutenant Colonel Kilgore: You smell that? Do you smell that? ...Napalm, son. Nothing else in the world smells like that. I love the smell of napalm in the morning. You know, one time we had a hill bombed, for twelve hours. When it was all over I walked up. We didn't find one of 'em, not one stinkin' dink body. The smell, you know that gasoline smell, the whole hill. Smelled like... victory. Someday this war's gonna end...