We have a lot of Brazilians in the United States. It doesn't mean we're traitors to our country.
In the Second World War, they're talking about the Japanese traitors and putting them into concentration camps. But companies like DuPont had factories in Germany turning out stuff for the German Army.
Depending on your political orientation, the Dixie Chicks are either the great defenders of free speech or American traitors.
There are only two sides to this question. Every man must be for the United States or against it. There can be no neutrals in this war; only patriots and traitors.
Strip the proud nobility of their bloated estates, reduce them to a level with plain republicans, send forth to labor, and teach their children to enter the workshops or handle the plow, and you will thus humble proud traitors.
Trudy Chacon: What's goin' on, brother? Long time, no see.
Lock Up Trooper: Hey.
Trudy Chacon: Personally, I don't feel these tree huggin' traitors deserve steak.
Lock Up Trooper: They get steak? That's bullshit. Let me see that.
[Trudy laughs and then puts her gun to the back of the Lock Up Trooper's
head as she orders him to the ground]
Trudy Chacon: Yeah, you know what that is. Down, all the way down.
Rey: Where am I?
Kylo Ren: You're my guest.
Rey: Where are the others?
Kylo Ren: Do you mean the murderers, traitors and thieves you call friends? You'll be relieved to hear I have no idea.
[pause]
Kylo Ren: You still want to kill me.
Rey: That happens
when you're being hunted by a creature in a mask.
[Kylo Ren removes his helmet]
Kylo Ren: Tell me about the droid.
Rey: He's a BB unit with a selenium drive and a thermal hyperscan vindicator.
Kylo Ren: It's carrying a section of a navigational chart. And we have the rest. Recovered from the archives of the Empire, but
we need the last piece. And, somehow, you convinced the droid to show it to you. You. A scavenger.