Private Reiben:
You wanna explain the math of this to me? I mean, where's the sense of riskin' the lives of the eight of us to save one guy?
Captain Miller:
Twenty degrees. Anybody wanna answer that?
Medic Wade:
Reiben, think about the poor bastard's mother.
Private Reiben:
Hey, Doc, I got a mother, all right? I mean, you got a mother. Sarge's got a mother. I mean, shit, I bet even the captain's got a mother.
[he turns and looks at Miller, who has a bemused expression on his face]
Private Reiben:
Well, maybe not the captain, but the rest of us got mothers.
Upham:
"Theirs not to reason why, theirs but to do and die."
Mellish:
La-la, la-la, la-la, la-la, la-la, la-la, la-la, la-la. What the fuck is that supposed to mean, Corporal, huh? We're all supposed to die, is that it?
Captain Miller:
Upham's talking about our duty as soldiers.
Upham:
Yes, sir.
Captain Miller:
We all have orders, and we have to follow 'em. That supersedes everything, including your mothers.
Upham:
Yes, sir. Thank you sir.
Private Reiben:
Even if you think the mission's FUBAR, sir?
Captain Miller:
*Especially* if you think the mission's FUBAR.
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