Midway

Midway

Raymond Spruance: Layton, how reliable are these estimates of the Japanese positions?
Edwin Layton: They represent our best guess based on the intelligence that we have.
Raymond Spruance: I can't plan around your guess.
Chester W. Nimitz: [to Layton] I understand that we're asking the impossible but we need you to be specific.
Edwin Layton: [sighs, pauses a moment] The Japanese will attack on the morning of June 4th from the northwest at a bearing of 325 degrees. They will be sighted 175 miles from Midway at 0700 local time.
Chester W. Nimitz: I trust Layton and his team. Make your plans accordingly.
Chester W. Nimitz: [later, on the morning of June 4th, after receiving the report the enemy fleet was spotted on a bearing of 320 degrees and 180 miles northwest of Midway and glancing at his watch] Well, Layton, you and Rochefort were only off five minutes, five miles and five degrees.
Edwin Layton: Well, we'll endeavor to do better next time, sir.

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The Hunger Games: Catching Fire

The Hunger Games: Catching Fire

Peeta Mellark: Katniss, I don't… I don't know kind of deals you made with Haymitch, but he made me promises too.
[Pulls off the necklace from around his neck]
Peeta Mellark: If you die, and I live, I'd have nothing. Nobody else that I care about.
Katniss Everdeen: Peeta.
Peeta Mellark: It's different for you. Your family needs you.
[Opens locket to reveal three pictures – Gale, Prim, and her Mother]
Peeta Mellark: You have to live. For them.
Katniss Everdeen: What about you?
Peeta Mellark: Nobody needs me.
Katniss Everdeen: I do. I need you.

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Polisskolan 5 - uppdrag Miami Beach

Polisskolan 5 – uppdrag Miami Beach

Capt. Thaddeus Harris: Some dickhead is standing in my sun!
Sgt. Nick Lassard: Oh, Captain Harris! Hey, I didn't see you there. You know, I don't think we've been introduced. My name is Nick…
Capt. Thaddeus Harris: I don't care who you are, buttwipe. Just get out of my sun!
Sgt. Nick Lassard: Buttwipe?
Capt. Thaddeus Harris: Scram, sleazeball!
Sgt. Nick Lassard: Okay, fine.
[Leaves]
Sgt. Nick Lassard: Buttwipe, huh? Never heard that before.
Lt. Proctor: That was great, Sir!
Capt. Thaddeus Harris: Proctor?
Lt. Proctor: Yes, Sir?
Capt. Thaddeus Harris: Now you're in my sun.

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