[from trailer]

John McBurney: [screaming] What have you done to me, you vengeful bitches?

Alicia: We can show 'em some really Southern hospitality.

Martha Farnsworth: I have to say, when they saw me they said, "there is nothing more frightening than a startled woman with a gun."

Martha Farnsworth: You're our most unwelcome visitor, and we do not propose to entertain you.

John McBurney: You'll find I'm... easily amused.

Martha Farnsworth: You won't be here long enough for that.

Martha Farnsworth: It's seems the enemy... it's not what we believed.

Martha Farnsworth: Bring me the anatomy book.

Marie: I wanted to bring this to you last night for fear that you might die before morning, but then I thought, since you were unconscious, you wouldn't be able to read it anyway.

John McBurney: That's very logical.

Marie: Are you Catholic?

John McBurney: I was baptized.

Marie: Well then, here's a prayer book for you.

John McBurney: Thank you.

Marie: I thought you might need to confess if you're on the verge of death.

John McBurney: Oh, I think I'll be able to hang around for just a little bit longer.

John McBurney: If you could have anything, what's your biggest wish? If you could have anything in the world, what would it be?

Edwina: Anything?

John McBurney: Yeah. Anything.

Edwina: To be taken far away from here.

[rushes out of the room]

Martha Farnsworth: If we learn our lessons properly when young, we can expect a calm and happy life when faced with the distractions of the world.

John McBurney: A toast to you, Miss Martha. You must be the bravest woman I've ever known.

Martha Farnsworth: No. No. All bravery is, is doing what's needed at the time.

Martha Farnsworth: Tell me, Amy, did you find any mushrooms while you were out collecting soldiers?

Amy: I did, but I'm not sure they're safe to eat.

Martha Farnsworth: Is your leg paining you?

John McBurney: Some.

Martha Farnsworth: Well, I hear numbness would be more grave.

John McBurney: Indeed.

Martha Farnsworth: There is some brandy if you wish.

John McBurney: Oh, now that would be a pleasure.

Martha Farnsworth: It's not being offered for your pleasure, only for your comfort.

John McBurney: Listen, don't tell any of the others, but I consider you to be my best friend in this whole place.

Martha Farnsworth: That dress is very becoming, Miss Edwina.

Edwina: Thank you.

Alicia: There might be other attractive shoulders here if we were all permitted to wear such dresses.

John McBurney: Well, well, well. What are you lovely Southern ladies learning today? The art of castration?

Martha Farnsworth: Hmm, that's what we're gonna do. We're gonna make a nice supper... We'll invite him for a big send-off.

[first lines]

Amy: [finding some mushrooms] Here you go.

John McBurney: [sitting wounded by a tree] Shh. Are you frightened?

Amy: No. Yes.

John McBurney: Uh, so am I.

Amy: Can you move at all?

John McBurney: Uh... Uh, I'll try, if there's some place to go.

[last lines]

Martha Farnsworth: [carrying Corporal McBurney outside their gate] Lay him here.