Saving Private Ryan

Saving Private Ryan quotes

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Captain John H. Miller
Corporal Timothy P. Upham
Gen. George C. Marshall
Multiple Characters
Private Daniel Jackson
Private James Francis Ryan
Sergeant Mike Horvath

Capt. Miller: Caparzo, get that kid back up there!
Pvt. Caparzo: Captain, the decent thing to do would be take her over to the next town.
Capt. Miller: We're not here to do the decent thing, we're here to follow ****ing orders!

Capt. Miller: James... 'm here to tell you your brothers were killed in combat.
Pvt. Ryan: Which... Which ones, sir?
Capt. Miller: All of them.

Capt. Miller: Mike are you all right!?
Sgt. Horvath[After having received several shots to the back] I'm fine, I just got the wind knocked out of me.

Capt. Miller: Private, I'm afraid I have some bad news for ya. Well, there isn't any real easy way to say this, so, uh, so I'll just say it. Your brothers are dead. We have, uh, orders to come get you, 'cause you're going home.
Pvt. James Frederick Ryan: Oh, my God, my brothers are dead. I was gonna take 'em fishing when we got home. H-How did they die?
Capt. Miller: They were killed in action.
Pvt. James Frederick Ryan: No, that can't be. They're both-That...That can't be. My brothers are still in grammar school.
Capt. Miller: ..You're James Ryan?
Pvt. James Frederick Ryan: Yeah.
Capt. Miller: James Francis Ryan from Iowa?
Pvt. James Frederick Ryan: James Frederick Ryan, Minnesota.

Port sidestick, starboard side stick. Move fast and clear those murder holes.

Keep the sand out of your weapons... keep those actions clear... I'll see you on the beach.

It's like finding a needle in a stack of needles.

Sometimes I wonder if I've changed so much, my wife is even gonna recognize me whenever it is I get back to her, and how I'll ever be able to, tell about days like today. Ahh, Ryan. I don't know anything about Ryan, I don't care. The man means nothing to me; he's just a name. But if, you know, if going to Ramelle, and finding him so he can go home, if that earns me the right to get back to my wife, well then, then that's my mission.

Things have taken a turn for the surreal.

I just know that every man I kill, the farther away from home I feel.

Our objective is to win the war.

I have here a very old letter, written to a Mrs. Bixby in Boston. "Dear Madam: I have been shown in the files of the War Department a statement of the Adjutant-General of Massachusetts that you are the mother of five sons who have died gloriously on the field of battle. I feel how weak and fruitless must be any words of mine which should attempt to beguile you from the grief of a loss so overwhelming. But I cannot refrain from tendering to you the consolation that may be found in the thanks of the Republic they died to save. I pray that our heavenly Father may assuage the anguish of your bereavement, and leave you only the cherished memory of the loved and lost, and the solemn pride that must be yours to have laid so costly a sacrifice upon the altar of freedom. Yours very sincerely and respectfully, Abraham Lincoln."

That boy is alive and we are going to send somebody to find him...and get him the hell out of there.

My dear Mrs Ryan: It's with the most profound sense of joy that I write to inform you your son, Private James Ryan, is well and, at this very moment, on his way home from European battlefields. Reports from the front indicate James did his duty in combat with great courage and steadfast dedication, even after he was informed of the tragic loss your family has suffered in this great campaign to rid the world of tyranny and oppresion. I take great pleasure in joining the Secretary of War, the men and women of the U.S. Army, and the citizens of a grateful nation in wishing you good health and many years of happiness with James at your side. Nothing, not even the safe return of a beloved son, can compensate you, or the thousands of other American families, who have suffered great loss in this tragic war. I might share with you some words which have sustained me through long, dark nights of peril, loss, and heartache. And I quote: "I pray that our Heavenly Father may assuage the anguish of your bereavement, and leave you only the cherished memory of the loved and lost, and the solemn pride that must be yours to have laid so costly a sacrifice upon the altar of freedom." -Abraham Lincoln. Yours very sincerely and respectfully, George C. Marshall, General, Chief of Staff.

[Lining up a rifle shot] O my God, I trust in thee: let me not be ashamed, let not my enemies try and fool me.