KILGORE
" We'll pick your boat up and put it down like a baby, right
where you want it. This is First of the Ninth, Air Cav,son- airmobile.
KILGORE
"We'll come in low, out of the rising sun, and about a mile out,
we'll put on the music... Yeah, I use Wagner -- scares the hell
out of the slopes! My boys love it !"
KILGORE
"There they are, I'm coming on myself..."
CHEF
"A :cen: tiger, :cen: tiger... I don't wanna take this goddamn shit
man... I didn't come here for this, I don't :cen: need this. All I wanted
to do is :cen: cook, I just wanted to learn to :cen: cook. Allright, It's
allright, it's gonna be all right... never get outta boat... Hi tiger, hi
tiger..."
And The Best of all
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 is gonna end."