Keith Carradine credited as playing...
Spencer
- Spencer: How long you been married?
- Hardin: Five years.
- Spencer: Happily?
- Hardin: Yeah. I like her, she's got a good sense of humor. Why do you ask?
- Spencer: Well, I just figured if I get out of here alive and you don't, I might look her up.
- Hardin: Hey, I said *she* has a good sense of humor. *I* don't.
- Simms: Hey Spencer. What about company command? They should be wondering about us, don't you think?
- Spencer: No. Not yet.
- Simms: We've been out of contact for 12 hours.
- Cpl. 'Coach' Bowden: He's right. They should be looking for us by now.
- Spencer: No way. National Guard, remember. We were supposed to meet the trucks 20 minutes ago. Another hour and a half the trucks will actually show up. Two o'clock they'll start asking around if anyone's seen us. At three they'll start checking the bars. At four they'll really get steamed. At five it will occur to someone that maybe we got lost. At six the captain will consider calling battalion; at seven thirty he will.Battalion will tell him it's too late; there's nothing anyone can do till morning.
- Spencer: Here's your ammo... blade to the throat, huh, that how they do these things in El Paso?
- Hardin: Yeah, that's how they do things where I grew up.
- Spencer: Thought you're some kind of chemical engineer.
- Hardin: I am, and I'm out of the habit of spending time with a bunch of gun-totin' rednecks.
- Spencer: Well, you know how it is, down here in Louisiana, we don't carry guns, we carry ropes, RC colas and moon pies, we're not too smart, but we have a real good time.
- Spencer: [Hardin and Spencer are trying to find a way out of the woods] Maybe we should call the National Guard?
- Sgt. Casper: [looking at a map, obviously puzzled] There's supposed to be a river here.
- Spencer: Them ecology boys must've moved it.
- Spencer: It's all set. Noleen and her bayou queens. Just a little something for morale. And let me add, Sergeant, that these women are expecting some, uh, small unit military penetration.
- Spencer: Now boys, the purpose of the Louisiana National Guard is to keep you darker boys away from decent Southern women, but in the spirit of the New South, I have made full arrangements.
- Spencer: And what'd you paint the cross on your chest for?
- Cpl. 'Coach' Bowden: That's part of the joke.
- Spencer: What joke?
- Cpl. 'Coach' Bowden: It's a corporal joke, private.
- Sgt. Casper: Oh what the hell Bowden, you dumb son of a bitch, you just blew up all the supplies we captured, all the guns, the ammo, the food...