Guadalupe Aragon: You must see it through. Your fate. What brought you here. (Ace Goodman)
Don Pedro Aragon: Newlyweds. What else do they do but make love and war? (Ace Goodman)
Don Pedro Aragon: Talking between men and women never solves anything. Where we think, they feel. They are creatures of the heart. (Ace Goodman)
Friedman: You ever think you'll live to make corporal?
Rivera: Baby, I just want to live long enough to make civilian. (Ace Goodman)
Windy: Dear Frances, we just blew a bridge and took a farmhouse. It was so easy... so terribly easy. (Ace Goodman)
Windy: Dear Frances, I am writing you this letter relaxing on the deck of a luxury liner. On shore the natives have evidently just spotted us and are getting up a reception - fireworks, music and that sort of stuff. Ha. The musicians in our own band have also struck up a little tune. Ha ha. (Ace Goodman)
Friedman: Where are we going, Rivera?
Rivera: I am going someplace where I can set up this weapon. Then I am going to shoot this weapon. I am not gonna walk any more! (Ace Goodman)
Rivera: It could've been something else. It could've been the engineers or the tanks. It could even have been the Navy. They looked at me and said, "Here's a guy that can walk." They finished me, all right.
Friedman: Everybody walks. Even monkeys. (Ace Goodman)
Windy: Hey, Tinker? How do you spell "Mare Nostrum?"
Tinker: What's that?
Windy: The Mediterranean. It's what the Eye-ties call it. It means "our sea."
Tinker: Why?
Windy: I'm writing to my sister.
Tinker: Whattya mean, you're writing to your sister? You're packed on a landing barge, bouncing on your Mare Nostrum, and waiting to hit the beach like the rest of us slobs. (Ace Goodman)
Windy: A man's hands never seem to get clean, even if he don't touch nothing. They just stay dirty. Sort of a special kind of dirt. G.I. dirt. I bet one of those criminologists could take a sample out of a guy's fingernail, put it under a microscope, and say, "That's G.I. dirt." The dirt's always the same color, no matter what country you're fighting in. (Ace Goodman)
Sergeant Tyne: Wonder what it'll be like when we hit France, Mac.
McWilliams: I don't know. I never seen France.
Sergeant Tyne: I bet its just a long concrete wall with a gun every yard. Maybe they'll set the water on fire with oil, too. Boy, when that day comes I wanna be somewhere else. (Ace Goodman)
Sergeant Tyne: Nothing slower than crawling. Nothing in the world. How long would it take to crawl around the world? A hundred years? A thousand years? (Ace Goodman)
Rivera: Nobody dies. (Ace Goodman)
Sergeant Tyne: It's a funny thing, how many people you meet in an army that cross your path for a few seconds and you never see 'em again. (Ace Goodman)
James Nachtwey: For me, the strength of photography lies in its ability to evoke humanity. If war is an attempt to negate humanity, then photography can be perceived as the opposite of war. (Ace Goodman)
James Nachtwey: We must look at it. We're required to look at it. We're required to do what we can about it. If we don't, who will? (Ace Goodman)
James Nachtwey: In a way, if and individual assumes the risk of placing himself in the middle of a war to communicate to the rest of the world what's happening, he's trying to negotiate for peace. Perhaps that's the reason for those in charge of perpetuating the war do not like to have photographers around. (Ace Goodman)
James Nachtwey: Why photograph war? Is it possible to put an end to a form of human behavior, which has existed throughout history, by the means of photography. (Ace Goodman)
Lomax: [Jackson and Lomax see a man getting shot at by a gang] Let me guess which one's your friend. (Ace Goodman)
Lomax: You caused me a lot of embarrassment! You're the only man I shot, that I didn't kill. (Ace Goodman)
Lomax: I can't afford to let you get killed, unless I do it! (Ace Goodman)
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