Quotes

Air Force

Radio Operator Peterson: [looking down] That's an awful big town, San Francisco.
Assistant Crew Chief Weinberg: Strictly a one whistle stop. There's only one city in the U.S.A. and that's New York.
Sgt. Robbie White: Oh, you're just a hometown hick, Weinberg. What's wrong with California?
Assistant Crew Chief Weinberg: California? The sun shines and nuthin' ever happens. Before you know it, you're 60 years old.
Sgt. Robbie White: It's no different from New York. My sister's been tryin' to get out of Brooklyn for the last 40 years.
Assistant Crew Chief Weinberg: Brooklyn? That ain't New York, chief. Once you cross that Brooklyn Bridge, you're outta this woild. The only noise you hear is the hardening of your arteries. You know when I used to drive a hack, I had a pal who crossed that bridge in 1929. Ain't ever heard from him since.
Radio Operator Peterson: Me, I'll take Minneapolis.
Assistant Crew Chief Weinberg: Minneapolis? Why, the grass still grows in the streets. Besides, that ain't your hometown, Peterson. The hayseed's still stickin' outta your hair.
Radio Operator Peterson: Yeah, but I can still milk a cow. I bet you can't.
Assistant Crew Chief Weinberg: I'll get mine outta a bottle. That's the closest I ever wanna be to a cow.
Sgt. Robbie White: You are handy with the old bull.
Assistant Crew Chief Weinberg: [laughs]

Sgt. Joe Winocki: [overhearing the Pearl Harbor attack on the radio] Hey, Peterson, who you got tuned in, Orson Welles?

Major A.M. Bagley: Oh, by the way, if you see my old boss, General MacArthur, tell him no matter what the news is, we'll be in there pitchin' till they strike us out.

Colonel Blake - Commanding Officer at Manila: Say, what kind of lunatics have we got in this Air Corps anyhow? Don't you know what's impossible?
Pursuit Pilot Tex Rader: Thank you, sir!
Marine Sergeant J.J. Callahan: Hey, excuse me, colonel...
Colonel Blake - Commanding Officer at Manila: What?
Marine Sergeant J.J. Callahan: Can't I lend a hand too?
Colonel Blake - Commanding Officer at Manila: [Walking away] You can go straight to...
Marine Sergeant J.J. Callahan: Help, sir? Thank you, sir!

Sgt. Joe Winocki: [looking down at devastation in Pearl Harbor] Damn 'em!, Damn 'em!
Sgt. Robbie White: [sarcastically] Aren't ya glad now that you're gettin' out of the Army?

Pilot Irish Quincannon: Pilot to crew: take a good look at Pearl Harbor. Maybe it's something you'll want to remember.

Assistant Crew Chief Weinberg: [looking at map] Is this here Wake Island?
Navigator Monk Hauser: Yeah.
Assistant Crew Chief Weinberg: How far is it?
Navigator Monk Hauser: Oh, it's about 2300 miles from Honolulu.
Assistant Crew Chief Weinberg: [whistles] And we're gonna land on that dot?
Navigator Monk Hauser: Yeah, it's not very big, is it?
Assistant Crew Chief Weinberg: Like trying to find a buckshot in Central Park. Gee, I wish there were some traffic signs around.
Navigator Monk Hauser: There are, but you can't see them.
Assistant Crew Chief Weinberg: I mean like numbers and streets.
Navigator Monk Hauser: Yeah, but they call them latitudes and longitudes.
Assistant Crew Chief Weinberg: Oh, and they're just like signs, hunh?
Navigator Monk Hauser: Yeah, if the wind doesn't change them.

Assistant Crew Chief Weinberg: Funny thing, I never thought there was nothin' west of Manhattan except Jersey.

Pilot Irish Quincannon: [approaches Sgt. White, who's working on a plane] How's everything, sergeant?
Sgt. Robbie White: Everything's going fine, sir. Gonna put a new magneto on Number Two. Gear's shot. They told me to get it ready for a long trip, but they didn't tell me where.
Pilot Irish Quincannon: They didn't, huh?
Sgt. Robbie White: No, sir.
Pilot Irish Quincannon: Can you keep a secret, sergeant?
Sgt. Robbie White: [smiles in anticipation] Yes, sir.
Pilot Irish Quincannon: *That's good.*
[Sgt. White shows disappointment, Quincannon gives him a wide grin]

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