I remember George Jones singing on television, but not any of the songs he sang. What I remember was my visceral reaction to him, the intensity of my distaste.
Hector MacQueen: Have you considered the Latin man? Marquez. Hell of a guy. And, well, you know, his kind, they don't have the same distaste for murder, historically speaking.
Hercule Poirot: You said you don't hold a man's race against him.
Hector MacQueen: I suppose... depends on the race.
[MacQueen leaves]
Hercule Poirot: And he was doing so well.
Col. Montgomery: [ordering the burning of Darien, Georgia] Prepare your men to light torches and prepare to burn the buildings!
Colonel Robert G. Shaw: I will not!
Col. Montgomery: That is an order! You will obey it or you will be charge with Disobeying your Superior Officer!
Colonel Robert G. Shaw: It is an
*immoral order*, and by the Articles of War, I am not bound to obey it!
Col. Montgomery: Then, you can explain that at your court-martial... after your men are placed under my command!
[Shaw looks at his men, who give him a look indicating their distaste for serving under Montgomery]
Colonel Robert G. Shaw: First Squad, Second Platoon! Fall
out to set torches. Prepare to fire the town!
John Rawlins: First Squad, Second Platoon! FALL OUT!
[they do so]