- Binh: How long you blind?
- Steve: A long time. I worked in a storage facility in Saigon. I thought it was a crate of beer. Turned out to be explosives.
- Binh: You're still alive...
- Steve: Yeah, that's what they said. One minute I'm in Saigon, the next I'm in a hospital in Maryland, and six months had passed. Woke up, couldn't see, didn't know where I was. Some assholes tell me I'm lucky.
- Steve: [last lines - as Binh is cutting his hair] Now just a trim, Binh.
- Binh: Yes.
- Steve: What do they call those sticky sweet cakes?
- Binh: There a lot of sticky sweet cakes...
- Steve: Well I think they're made out of rice.
- Binh: [chuckling] They all made of rice.
- Steve: Oh. Can you make 'em?
- Binh: Yes.
- Steve: I'll cut your hair next time.
- Binh: [belly chuckle now] Yes...