GySgt. Emil Foley: [looks at Mayo's tattoo] Where'd you get this tattoo?
Zack Mayo: Subic Bay, Philippines, sir.
GySgt. Emil Foley: I thought I recognized that work. Be proud of those wings. They're the only one you're leaving here with, Mayo-NAISE.

Topper Daniels: Who the hell is that guy?
Perryman: That's you momma and daddy for the next thirteen weeks.

Paula Pokrifki: Zack, when you're through with a girl, what do you do? Do you you say something or do you just...disappear?
Zack Mayo: I never had a girl.

GySgt. Emil Foley: Mayo, I want your D.O.R.
Zack Mayo: No, sir. You can kick me outta here, but I ain't quitting.
GySgt. Emil Foley: Get into your fatigues, Mayo. By the end of this weekend, you'll quit.

GySgt. Emil Foley: You can forget it! You're out!
Zack Mayo: Don't you do it! Don't! You... I got nowhere else to go! I got nowhere else to g... I got nothin' else.

Zack Mayo: You didn't kick him out, did you? Wait, sir! Didn't he tell you what he's been going through?
GySgt. Emil Foley: It doesn't matter what he's been going through; that's what bartenders are for. What does matter is that he freaked out for some reason at twenty-five thousand feet, and that can happen. Period.
Zack Mayo: There's this girl that he's gotten pregnant, and she's putting him through hell, sir.
Sid Worley: He's right, Zack. It doesn't matter.
Zack Mayo: Just like that? It's all over? With less than two weeks to go, you're out?
GySgt Emil Foley: It can still happen to you too, Mayo-naise.
Zack Mayo: I am talking to you, motherfucker!
GySgt. Emil Foley: What did you call me?

Sid Worley: Lynette, marry me. Make me the happiest man in the whole world.
Lynette Pomeroy: I'm sorry, Sid, but I don't wanna marry you. I really like you. We've had ourselves some really great times, but I thought you understood. I want to marry a pilot. I want to live my life overseas. The wife of an aviator...[bitterly] Damn you! Goddamn you! Nobody DOR's after 11 weeks! NOBODY!

Zack Mayo: Sir, this officer candidate request permission to see you in private... sir.
GySgt. Emil Foley: [gently] Mayo, the whole class already knows about Candidate Worley, and we're sorry.
Zack Mayo: Oh, I'm sure you are.

[upon graduation]
GySgt. Emil Foley: Congratulations, Ensign Seegar.
Casey Seegar: Thank you, sir.
GySgt. Emil Foley: Gunnery Sgt, Ensign Seegar, sir.