Faulkner Quotes in The Wild Geese (1978)

Faulkner: I'm dry when I work.

Sir Edward Matherson: Yes, so I've heard.

Faulkner: There's a separate clause in my contract that says my liver is to be buried separately with honors.

Sir Edward Matherson: I'm not a very humorous man.

Faulkner: So I've noticed.

Sir Edward Matherson: [laughing] Well, then I suppose you'd better kill me.

Faulkner: You're a remarkable man too, Sir Edward. So I suppose I better had.

Sir Edward Matherson: You drink whisky I take it, soda or water?

Faulkner: Large and straight, thank you.

Faulkner: [after the parachute drop] Shawn, how goes it?

Lt. Shawn Fynn: [in some discomfort] Oh fine, fine thanks. I tell you, Jock, that's it. My heels are where my balls used to be.

Faulkner: Jesse, I'm glad to got my wire.

Sgt. Jesse Blake: So am I, sir... it was my breakfast.

Faulkner: Sandy?

RSM Sandy Young: Sir!

Faulkner: There's your killing ground. Take Tosh and four other men and set up a field of fire. Rafer and I will go deep around and take them in the flank.

Faulkner: Let's talk about your father.

Faulkner: Thirty men in the valley of the shadow, and he wants to take over an entire country!

Faulkner: What do I call you? SIR Edward?

Sir Edward Matherson: You do.

Faulkner: Is your wife at home?

RSM Sandy Young: Yes sir, she'll be delighted to see you.

Faulkner: I don't think so. I think we'd better talk out here!

Faulkner: All right. You've got the job.

Medical Orderly Arthur Witty: Do I have time to get a divorce?

Faulkner: Thirty-six hours.

Medical Orderly Arthur Witty: Oh, lovely, sir! I can't WAIT to see his face!

Faulkner: There is a clause in all of my contracts, that my liver is to be buried separately, and, with honors.

Faulkner: Look! I don't know what this thing is, but it's not here for food. It likes to kill us and it's doing it... one by one.

Faulkner: Bad things will happen to you in your life. It's how you respond to them that's gonna determine your character... from the day you're born to the day you die.

Kyle Dobbs: But that doesn't make it any easier.

Faulkner: It never does...

Faulkner: Let's not fool ourselves, Charlie. You know the boys. Without those white hoods to hide in, they're no heroes. That's why they need the hoods in the first place. Put them under fire, legal fire, and you'll see a rat race like you never seen before! They'll squeal, they'll cry, they'll run like rabbits!