Wynn: [hitting his target on the range] Who's the legend now?
Chris Kyle: That's a title you don't want. Trust me.
Marc Lee: Growing up in Oregon we had this electric fence around our property. Us kids'd grab on to it to see who could hold on the longest. War feels kinda like that. Puts lightening in your bones, makes it hard to hold on to anything else.
[first lines]
Chris Kyle: It's a fuckin' hot-box.
soldier: The fuckin' dirt here tastes like dog shit.
Chris Kyle: Ah, well you'd know, wouldn't you?
Instructor Rolle: [after Navy Seal rings bell] There it is! That is a quitter! You say goodbye, I say good riddance.
