Ernest Borgnine: Dominic Santini
Dominic Santini : Why can't we hover like regular helicopter people?
Michael 'Archangel' Coldsmith Briggs III : I may not be accurate about your location, but I can sure make an educated guess as to your destination. Can I assist?
Stringfellow Hawke : Yeah, you can feed my dog!
Michael 'Archangel' Coldsmith Briggs III : How'd you know I was - Sometimes, Hawke, you amaze even me. Good luck!
Dominic Santini : How come Archangel's "good luck" always sounds like "goodbye?"
Dominic Santini : Amazing! Behind that impeccable white suit beats a heart... of recyclable plastic!
Dominic Santini : Whatever happened to that flyin'-by-the-seat-of-your-pants stuff?
Stringfellow Hawke : Oh, that went out when designers started writin' their names on your behind!
Stringfellow Hawke : [to Nhi Huong, as he figures out the "American name" she plans to give her son] Stringfellow's no name for a kid like that!
Michael 'Archangel' Coldsmith Briggs III : Oh, if you'll excuse me, I think I'll just go stare at the lake.
Dominic Santini : Why not let those people mow their own lawns, huh?