By Dawn's Early Light (1990 TV Movie)
[Alice has just refused an order from the acting president]
Sam: They'll shoot you for this general.
Alice: Sam, old friend, I should find such an angel of mercy.
[Harpoon and Fargo try to advise the acting president on how to react to the nuclear conflict]
Harpoon: Use the pause. Settle things down.
Fargo: The best defense... Cut off the head of the Soviet chicken.
[President talking of the incompetent acting president]
President: We got Alice in one plane and the mad hatter in another.
Fargo: Hell, most Soviet bombers are so old they still use propellers. The Minnesota Air National Guard could probably knock them down.
Harpoon: Well, do you want to get on the phone and order them into the air, Colonel, because every transistor in Minnesota is BURNED OUT!
Cassidy: You would have turned a Minuteman key without thinking!
Moreau: They gave me time to think.
Cassidy: Well congratulations. You just received the first battlefield commission of this war, whatever the hell this thing is.
Hooker: I'll take the job, Major. You can keep the bars.
Cassidy: You know it wouldn't do either of us any good if they knew I was poking the right hand man.
Moreau: Oh is THAT what you were doing?
Cassidy: Uh, what I mean is we function professionally first. Look, it violates PRP.
Moreau: You think nobody knows about us?
Cassidy: Yeah well, whatever. Look, it's best that we'll keep an official distance, that's all.
Moreau: The problem is your official distance starts the minute we get out of bed, I don't need that.
Moreau's Roommate: I missed you last night, so how was Hop-a-long Cassidy?
Moreau: He's starting to drive me crazy, you know? He's so in love with himself, I feel like I'm intruding.
Moreau's Roommate: Well he's a pilot, what else is new?
Moreau: That is bogus, I mean we're ALL pilots.
Moreau's Roommate: Yeah, but we're not men.
Moreau: I'm calling a cab.
Cassidy: Now that's just stupid.
Moreau: Why? You wouldn't want them to see you dropping me off, would you? It might violate PRP.
Cassidy: [after a flash blind] Moreau.
Moreau: ...My eye... I can't see out of this eye.