- Jack: [having a flashback] Peter!
- Peter Weston: What's the matter, Jack?
- Jack: It was just like this place... all those bombs. Oh! Oh my poor head. I hate the jungle and its humidity.
- Peter Weston: Come now. It's all over now.
- Jack: ...and these shadows...
- Peter Weston: We're not in Vietnam now.
- Jack: This heat...
- Peter Weston: Come on!
- Jack: The blood was all over the place. I can't take it. Not again. Get me outta here. I can't get these painful memories out if my head
- Peter Weston: Calm down. Come on... you most control yourself
- Jack: Wait a minute. Let me take a pill.
- [moans]
- Peter Weston: OK?
- Jack: That'll be better. It'll steady my nerves.
- Peter Weston: Come on!
- Jack: I'm sorry, Peter. But I just can't get it out of my mind. I was the only one who survived. You know that? The only one!
- Peter Weston: I know, I know. You'll get over it in time. I promise.
- Reporter: Excuse me, Miss Crawford, can you give us an opinion on the men in our country?
- Laura Crawford: I have no opinion of men. I just love them.