Cpl. Lonnie Reece Quotes in Southern Comfort (1981)

Cpl. Lonnie Reece: Like steel pussies

[pointing to bear traps]

Pfc. Tyrone Cribbs: What kind of women you been hanging around with?

Cpl. Lonnie Reece: Voulez vous fuck me!

Sgt. Casper: Son of a bitch! You could've busted his jaw!

Simms: That's right.

Sgt. Casper: We want him to talk!

Cpl. Lonnie Reece: You almost knocked his mouth straight down to his ass.

Sgt. Casper: Jesus Christ, Simms! We've got to interrogate the man. Now how the hell is he gonna talk to us if you're gonna break his fuckin' jaw?

Simms: That's his fuckin' problem!