Battle: Los Angeles

& Sgt. Major: This is a textbook military invasion. We are the last offensive force on the west coast. We cannot lose Los Angeles.

& Cpl. Kevin Harris: You know what they say, you’re as old as you feel.
    Sgt. Nantz: That what I’m just worried about. I can’t feel a damn thing.

& 1st Sgt. John Roy: You’re expired. Make the empty shelf, Staff Sgt.
    Nantz: That’s all thing I know, John.

& Cpl. Nick Stavrou: What this’s about?
    Harris: I do not know, extra terrestrial?
    Imlay: You mean from like the space?
    Pfc. Shaun Lenihan: No, Imlay, from Canada.

& — Now, be advised, you got exactly three hours before our bombs drop. And make no mistake, they will drop, with or without you. Get those civilians, get the hell out of there... and you kill anything that is not human.

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& Nantz: You’re not the first to lose men. You won’t be the last. Now, put that away. You understand me?.. Right now your men are awaiting orders. Now, you can go left, you can go right. I don’t give a damn. Just make a decision.

& Nantz: Stavro, Harris, the lieutenant needs recon on a bus. If it runs, bring it back here... Either of you know how to hotwire a bus?
    Harris: Um, Stvrou can. He’s from Jersey, sir.

& Adukwu: Shit, I’d rather be in Afghanistan.

& Michele: Maybe I can help. I’m a veterinarian.

& 2nd Lt. William Martinez: That was a real John Wayne action.
    Joe Rincon: Who the hell is John Wayne?

& Michele: What does that mean, “Retreat, hell”?
    Nantz: During World War I, an officer from our regiment was ordered to retreat. He said, “Retreat, hell. We just got here.”

& Michele: You should have the doc take a look at that.
    Nantz: I thought you’re a veterinarian.
    Michele: Animals and Aliens only. I’ll put it on my to-do list.

& Nantz: Try to avoid at least one car, Stavrou.

& Lt. Martinez: This is Lieutenant William Martinez. Echo Company, 2nd Battalion, 5th Marines. Hurrah! Argh!

& TSgt. Elena Santos: You remind me my older brother.
    Nantz: How’s that?
    Santos: He never smiles. Either.

& Nantz: Listen to me, Hector. I want you be brave for me. I want you to be my Marine. We’ve to be brave for the others. You know why?
    Hector Rincon: Why?
    Nantz: Because Marines don’t give up. Do you believe that? ... Say it for me.
    Hector: Marines do not give up.

& Santos: They’re going down like bowling pins!

& Harris: Santos, you okay?
    Santos: Yeah. I got that nasty* stuff all over my mouth, man.
    Harris: Hhh.
    Santos: It’s not funny!
    Harris: You let him do you on the first date.

& — What do you think are you doing, sergeant?
    Nantz: We’ve already had breakfast, sir.

& — This is Foxtrot-2-November. Let us take back Los Angeles.


-- Dict:
nasty — неприятный; противный; гадкий; отвратительный; мерзкий

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Battle: Los Angeles