Sfc. Tolliver, Fox Co.: [refusing a drink] Captain, down around where I come from we dearly love our whiskey. But we don't drink with another man unless we respect him.
Costa: Listen to me, Cooney! If you put me and my men in a wringer - -if you send us out there and let us hang - -I swear, I swear by all that's holy, I'll come back. I'll come back and take this grenade and shove it down your throat and pull the pin!
Pfc. Bernstein: I don't trust soldiers who shine their shoes every day.
Costa: Cooney. I'm going to give you something to think about. If I ever lose another man on account of you, just one, you'll never see the States again.
Lt. Harold 'Harry' Woodruff: You know what I gotta do Joe. You'd do the same thing.