Saving Private Ryan quotes

View Quote [Lining up a rifle shot] Be not that far from me, for trouble is near; O my strength, haste Thee to help me.

View Quote German POW/Steamboat Willie: I like America! Fancy Shmancy, go fly a kite, Cat got your tongue, cool beans! Betty Boop, what a dish! Betty Gable, nice gams..."I say can you see, I say can you see, I say"....**** Hitler...**** HITLER!

View Quote Caparzo: What are we doing?
Horvath: What are you doing? We're gonna send you back home wrapped in an American flag with a hunk of cheese up your ass, Caparzo, you smart ass.
Reiben: I though you liked it in the ass.
Horvath: What?
Reiben: I thought you liked it in the ass.

View Quote [Lining up a rifle shot] Blessed be the Lord my strength, which teacheth my hands to war, and my fingers to fight.

View Quote Sgt. Horvath: Good luck Reiben.
Pvt. Reiben: I don't need any luck, Sarge! I was born lucky!

View Quote [Lining up a rifle shot] My goodness, and my fortress; my high tower, and my deliverer; my shield, and he in whom I trust; who subdueth my people under me.

View Quote Medic Wade: Hey Reiben, do me a favor. Smell that leg wound, find out if it's south of cheese.

View Quote [Older James Ryan at Captain Miller's grave] My family is with me today. They wanted to come with me. To be honest with you, I wasn't sure how I'd feel coming back here. Every day I think about what you said to me that day on the bridge. And I've tried to live my life the best I could. I hope that was enough. I hope that at least in your eyes, I've earned what all of you have done for me.

View Quote Corp. Upham: "There's not a reason why, there's but to do and die."
Pvt. Mellish: La-la-la-la-la-la. What the **** is that supposed to mean, Corperal? We're all supposed to die, is that it?
Capt. Miller: Upham's talking about our duties as soldiers. We all have orders and we are to follow those orders and that supercedes everything, including your mothers.
Corp. Upham: Yes, sir. Thank you, sir.
Pvt. Reiben: Even if you think the misson's FUBAR, Captain?
Capt. Miller: *Especially* if you think the mission's FUBAR.
Corp. Upham: What's FUBAR?
Pvt. Mellish: Oh, it's German.
Corp. Upham: [Who is fluent in German] Never heard of it.

View Quote Capt. Miller: Well, we could make a sticky bomb.
Corp. Henderson: Are, are you making that up, sir?
Capt. Miller: No, it's in the field manual.
Pvt. Ryan: Well, we seem to be out of field manuals, sir. Perhaps you can "enlighten" us.
Capt. Miller: You take a standard G.I. sock, cram it with as much Comp[osition] B as it can hold, rig up a simple fuse, then coat the whole thing with axle grease. Now when you throw it, it should stick. It's a bomb that sticks, a "sticky bomb." Think of a better way to knock out the tracks off a tank, 'm all ears.
Pvt. Reiben: This is great. Now we've gotta to surrender our socks.

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

View Quote [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.

View Quote Pvt. Mellish: [after Upham taps Mellish on the shoulder] You want your head blown off, you fancy little ****? Don't ever touch me with those ****in' rat claws.

View Quote Medic Wade: Actually, the trick to falling asleep is trying to stay awake.
Pvt. Mellish: How's that, Wade?
Medic Wade: Well, when my mother was an intern, she used to work late through the night... sleep through the day. So the only time we'd ever get to talk about anything is when she'd get home. So what I... I used to do, I used to lie in my bed and try to stay awake as long as I could, but it never worked, 'cause... 'cause the harder 'd try, the faster 'd fall asleep.
Pvt. Reiben: Yeah, well, that wouldn't have mattered none in my house. My ma, she would've come home, shook me awake, chatted me up 'til dawn. I swear, that woman was never too tired to talk.
Pvt. Mellish: That was probably the only time she could get a word in.

View Quote 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.