Al Pacino Info

Lt. Col. Frank Slade:
Oh, uh, Charlie – about your little problem – there are two kinds of people in this world: those who stand up and face the music, and those who run for cover. Cover is better.

Lt. Col. Frank Slade:
The day we stop lookin’, Charlie, is the day we die.

Lt. Col. Frank Slade:
You sharpshootin’ me, punk? Is that what you’re doin’? Don’t you sharpshoot me! You’ll give me forty. Then you’re gonna give me forty more. Then you’re gonna pull K.P., the grease pit! I’ll rub your NOSE in enlisted men’s CRUD till you don’t know WHICH END IS UP! YOU UNDERSTAND?

Lt. Col. Frank Slade:
Can’t believe they’re my blood. I.Q. of sloths and the manners of banshees. He’s a mechanic, she’s a homemaker. He knows as much about cars as a beauty queen, and she bakes cookies, taste like wing nuts. As for the tots, they’re twits.

Lt. Col. Frank Slade:
I don’t know if Charlie’s silence here today is right or wrong; I’m not a judge or jury. But I can tell you this: he won’t sell anybody out to buy his future!

Lt. Col. Frank Slade:
Touch me again, I’ll kill ya, you little son-of-a-bitch! I touch you. Understand?

Lt. Col. Frank Slade:
Where’s the booze? Flowin’ like mud around here.

Lt. Col. Frank Slade: [Frank plans to kill himself and Charlie as well but hesitates] You don’t wanna die.
Charlie Simms: Neither do you.
Lt. Col. Frank Slade: Give me one good reason not to.
Charlie Simms: I’ll give you two. You can dance the tango and drive a Ferrari better than anyone I’ve ever seen.
Lt. Col. Frank Slade: You never seen anyone do either.

Lt. Col. Frank Slade: [Frank plans to kill himself and Charlie as well but hesitates] You don’t wanna die.
Charlie Simms: Neither do you.
Lt. Col. Frank Slade: Give me one good reason not to.
Charlie Simms: I’ll give you two. You can dance the tango and drive a Ferrari better than anyone I’ve ever seen.
Lt. Col. Frank Slade: You never seen anyone do either.