Saving Private Ryan (1998)
Jeremy Davies: Corporal Upham
Private Reiben : You wanna explain the math of this to me? I mean, where's the sense of riskin' the lives of the eight of us to save one guy?
Captain Miller : Twenty degrees. Anybody wanna answer that?
Medic Wade : Reiben, think about the poor bastard's mother.
Private Reiben : Hey, Doc, I got a mother, all right? I mean, you got a mother. Sarge's got a mother. I mean, shit, I bet even the captain's got a mother.
[he turns and looks at Miller, who has a bemused expression on his face]
Private Reiben : Well, maybe not the captain, but the rest of us got mothers.
Upham : "Theirs not to reason why, theirs but to do and die."
Mellish : La-la, la-la, la-la, la-la, la-la, la-la, la-la, la-la. What the fuck is that supposed to mean, Corporal, huh? We're all supposed to die, is that it?
Captain Miller : Upham's talking about our duty as soldiers.
Upham : Yes, sir.
Captain Miller : We all have orders, and we have to follow 'em. That supersedes everything, including your mothers.
Upham : Yes, sir. Thank you sir.
Private Reiben : Even if you think the mission's FUBAR, sir?
Captain Miller : *Especially* if you think the mission's FUBAR.
[talking about Capt. Miller]
Corporal Upham : Reiben, so you even know where he went to school?
Private Reiben : Cap'n didn't go to school, they assembled him at OSC outta spare body parts of dead GIs.
Private Caparzo : You gotta pay attention to detail, I know exactly where he's from and I know exactly what he did 'cuz I pay attention to detail.
Private Jackson : Hey, Upham, careful you don't step in the bullshit!
Corporal Upham : [Wade lying down, shivering with pain and anguish, after being shot through the stomach] Tell us what to do... tell us how to fix you.
Captain Miller : What can we do Wade? Tell us what to do.
Medic Wade : [Wade still shivering] I could use some... I could use a little Morphine.
Captain Miller : [Capt. Miller to Sergeant Horvath] Okay... Give it to him... Give it him!
Corporal Upham : Caparzo, is it?
Private Caparzo : Hey Corporal, drop dead!
Corporal Upham : Got you.
Private Caparzo : And another thing, every time you salute the Captain, you make him a target for the Germans. Do us a favor. Don't do it. Especially when I'm standing next to him, capisci?
Corporal Upham : Uh, capisci.
Upham : So where are you from, Captain? What'd you do before the war?
Captain Miller : What's the pool up to?
Upham : [chuckles] Uh... up over three hundred, sir.
Captain Miller : Well, when it gets up to five hundred, I'll give you the answers and we'll split the money. How about that?
Upham : Well, if that's the way you feel sir, then I feel it's my duty and your command to suggest that we wait until it gets up to a thousand, sir.
Captain Miller : [pause] What if we don't live that long?
Upham : [makes a show of considering] Five hundred?
Captain Miller : Five hundred would be good, yeah. Get some sleep Corporal.
Upham : Yes, sir.