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