Col. John Marlowe Quotes in

Major Kendall: I don't understand a man like Miles giving up that easily.

Col. John Marlowe: Maybe losing that arm took some of the fight out of him.

Major Kendall: No... the man I knew could lose both arms and still try to kick you to death.

Miss Hannah Hunter: They'll catch up to you and cut you to pieces, you nameless, fatherless scum. I just wish I could be there to see it.

Col. John Marlowe: If it happens, Miss Hunter, you will be.

Col. John Marlowe: Kirby, you tangle with me, I'll have your hide.

Sgt. Maj. Kirby: You're welcome to that too sir, if it's in the line of duty.

Col. John Marlowe: How many men does it take to look after one lone female?

Union Soldier: We was respectful, real respectful, Colonel.

Soldier: You told us it was all right as long as we could see the top of her head.

Miss Hannah Hunter: You said that?

Col. John Marlowe: Well, uh...

Miss Hannah Hunter: Then there's one more thing...

[slaps Marlow hard]

Miss Hannah Hunter: [military cadets have opened fire] What are you going to do now *Mister* Col. Marlowe?

Col. John Marlowe: With all due respect, m'am, I'm gonna get the hell outta here.

Miss Hannah Hunter: Major Gray, an actor... and Colonel Secord almost a senator... but Colonel Marlowe, you must be a professional soldier.

Col. John Marlowe: No, prior to this current insanity I was a railroad engineer.

Miss Hannah Hunter: [bending over with a plate of chicken, revealing ample cleavage] Do you prefer the leg... or the breast?

Col. John Marlowe: I've had quite enough of both, thank you.

Col. John Marlowe: Where did you pick up that Reb colonel?

Maj. Richard Gray: In the telegraph office, sir.

Col. John Marlowe: The telegraph office?

[officers begin to scramble]

Col. John Marlowe: Alright, Secord, you know what to do.

Col. John Marlowe: [during firefight] I didn't want this. I tried to avoid a fight!

Major Kendall: That's why I took up medicine.

Col. John Marlowe: [after knocking out the deserters and giving Goodbody a pistol. Bows low] Compliments of Miss Hannah Hunter of Greenbriar.

Col. John Marlowe: [entering the hospital] Kendall, what's Mitchell's name doing on the sick list?

Otis 'Hoppy' Hopkins: Please wait your turn - the doctor will be with you shortly.

Col. John Marlowe: [indicating Hopkins] What's this?

Major Kendall: Hopkins, my assistant.

Col. John Marlowe: Is he going along?

Major Kendall: He's a good man, I need him.

Col. John Marlowe: [grabbing Sgt. Mitchell by the arm] Come on, Mitch, I've got some whiskey in my locker...

Major Kendall: [forces Sgt. Mitchell back on the bed] He's staying here and those are my orders!

Col. John Marlowe: You've read the whole book, haven't you?

Gen. Ulysses S. Grant: Have you thought about how you're going to get back?

Col. John Marlowe: Have you, sir?

Gen. Ulysses S. Grant: Well, I guess I asked for that. I just hate to think of you spending the rest of the war in Andersonville; it's a hell-hole.

Major Kendall: That's a pretty primitive outlook; medically speaking, that is.

Col. John Marlowe: Well, doctor, war isn't exactly a civilized business.

Major Kendall: [preparing to fight] What are the rules gonna be, Colonel?

Col. John Marlowe: Make up your own.

Major Kendall: [hits Marlow in the jaw as he is taking off his blouse] You said no rules.

Matthew Brady: Roses are red, violets are blue, the camera is looking right at you... oh, I simply must have another; that man in the white coat moved.

Col. John Marlowe: That's not all he's gonna be moving.

Col. John Marlowe: The Major seems to be out of uniform. Where are your sidearms, Kendall?

Major Kendall: If you check the book, Colonel, you'll see that a Regimental Surgeon doesn't wear one.

Col. John Marlowe: [Angrily, to Gen Hurlburt] First you cut out our artillery, then the wagons, and now you want to saddle us with a medical unit!

Col. John Marlowe: [immediately after Dunker's death] If, if, maybe, perhaps... what's the matter, Medicine Man...

Major Kendall: [throws whiskey in Marlowe's face] Alright, section hand, I've had you! Strip your blouse.

Col. John Marlowe: [Wipes his face] I think you're right.

[Calls out]

Col. John Marlowe: Orderly! Horses!

Col. John Marlowe: [offers his hand to Kendall] I don't blame you if you... slap it away. Shake hands?

[they shake]

Col. John Marlowe: So long, Croaker.

Major Kendall: Take care, Section Hand. And if you should run into another doctor...

Col. John Marlowe: Yeah, I know... tree moss.