Quotes from Universal Soldier

Scott: Say good night, asshole.
Luc: Good night, asshole.

Scott: You're dead soldier...
Luc: No... I'm alive.

Luc: I just want to go home.

Soldier 1: Sir, how do we write this one up? I mean, what do we say happened here?
soldier 2: Nothin'. Nothin' happened here at all. MIA. We didn't find anyone. d'you understand me?

Woodward: Colonel Perry. We killed an innocent man.
Colonel Perry: What do you suggest we do, Woodward? Let that reporter run off with one of our UniSols?
Woodward: We can't just cover this up. We have a moral obligation to tell the truth about this.
Colonel Perry: I thought you were more clever than that, Woodward. This whole goddamn program is off the shelf. Do you really think for one second those wimps at the Pentagon... would allow the regeneration of dead soldiers, American soldiers?

Hank the Cook: Hey, punk, I been slavin' all day makin' that slop.
Luc: The food is good
Hank the Cook: Fuckin' A it is. The question is. how are you going to pay for it?
Luc: I don't know.
Hank the Cook: You don't know. Ain't that cute. I'm gonna bust your head, punk.
Luc: I don't want to hurt you.

Veronica: You know, why don't you...
[shocked to see Luc]
Veronica: What are you doing?
Luc: It's not safe for you out here.
Veronica: Where're your clothes?
Luc: I have to... I have to cool down.

Veronica: How can you be so damn calm? I mean, your buddies back there just shot enough ammo at us to destroy Eastern Europe, and you're sitting here bitching at me about a goddamned seat belt?

Luc: [asking Veronica to help him look on his naked body for a tracer] Look for something hard.
Luc: [looking down] Is that supposed to be there?
Veronica: Yes, yes it's very normal.

Veronica: I figured you had to be French or something because of your accent.
Luc: What accent?

Luc: You're discharged... sarge.

Veronica: All right look. Do you have a family, a friend? Is there a Misses Fourty-Four waiting for you some place?

Veronica: Oh man, I'd kill for a cigarette right now
Luc: You'd kill someone for a cigarette?
Veronica: No. It's an expression, a figure of speech. I wouldn't exactly kill someone for a cigarette. I'd hurt them real bad at this point, but I won't kill 'em.

Soldier: They swam a mile and a half in four minutes?
Colonel Perry: They're eight seconds behind schedule.

Scott: They're all traitors!

Scott: God damn it the whole fucking platoon's dropping like flies! What the hell are you staring it? Do you have any idea what it's like out there? Do you? Well I'm fighting this thing man, it's like kick ass, or kiss ass, and I'm busting heads! It's the only way to win this fucking war. And these shitheads, these yellow traitoring motherfuckers. They're everywhere. And I, Sergeant Andrew Scott of the US Army, I'm gonna teach 'em all.

Scott: Are we having fun yet?