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Twelve O'Clock High

General Frank Savage: [to the bomber crews] Well, I can tell you right now what the problem is. I saw it in your faces last night. I can see it there now. You've been looking at a lot of air lately, and you feel you need a rest.

In short, you're feeling sorry for yourselves. Now I don't have a lot of patience with this "What are we fighting for?" stuff. We're in a war... a shooting war. We've got to fight...

General Frank Savage: Rights, Gately? You've got a right to explain to General Pritchard cowardice, desertion of your post, a yellow streak a mile wide! And maybe he can explain it to your father so that they'll both be proud of you! You can tell him right now.

Brig. Gen. Frank Savage: I take it you don't really care about the part you had in breaking one of the best men you'll ever know. Add to it that as Air Exec you were automatically in command the moment Colonel Davenport left - and you met that responsibility exactly as you met his need: you ran out on it. You left the station to get drunk.

Gately, as far as I'm concerned, you're yellow. A traitor to yourself, to this group, to the uniform you wear. It would be the easiest course for me to transfer you out, to saddle some unsuspecting guy with a deadbeat.

Maybe you think that's what you're gonna get out of this, a free ride in some combat unit. But I'm not gonna pass the buck. I'm gonna keep you right here. I hate a man like you so much that I'm gonna get your head down in the mud and tramp on it. I'm gonna make you wish you'd never been born.

Lt. Col. Ben R. Gately: If that's all, sir...

Brig. Gen. Frank Savage: I'm just getting started. You're gonna stay right here and get a bellyful of flying. You're gonna make every mission. You're not air exec anymore. You're just an airplane commander. And I want you to paint this name on the nose of your ship: Leper Colony. Because in it you're gonna get every deadbeat in the outfit.

Every man with a penchant for head colds. If there's a bombardier who can't hit his plate with his fork, you get him. If there's a navigator who can't find the men's room, you get him. Because you rate him.

Maj. Gen. Ben Pritchard: There's a hole in the dike, Frank, and I'm scared stiff... Every theater commander is screaming for new planes and equipment... I guess I don't have to tell you what's coming, Frank. I'm gonna have to ask you to take nice young boys and fly them until they can't stand it, then to take them out, put' em back in and fly them again. We've got to try to find out just what a maximum effort is... No squawks?

General Frank Savage: When you pull a B-17 out of a formation you reduce the defensive power of the group by ten guns.

General Frank Savage: The one thing which is never expendable is your obligation to this group.