Battle of Britain (1969)
Robert Shaw: Squadron Leader Skipper
[Squadron Leader Skipper and Simon are doing training in Spitfires. Skipper has just ordered Simon to engage him in a dogfight, but Simon has lost sight of him and is blinded by the sun. Suddenly Skipper bursts towards him from the sun]
Squadron Leader Skipper : [imitating a machine gun] DAKA-DAKA-DAKA-DAKA-DAKA-DAKA-DAKA-DAKA-DAKA!
[flies past Simon]
Simon : Hello Rabbit Leader - thought you might come in from the sun!
Squadron Leader Skipper : DON'T THINK! Don't just glance! LOOK! Search for the bastards! OK, let's try it again.
[after berating Simon, a young pilot]
Squadron Leader Skipper : How many hours in Spits?
Simon : Ten and a half, sir.
Squadron Leader Skipper : Let's make it *eleven*, before *Jerry* has you for *breakfast!*
Pilot Officer Archie : Spring chicken to shitehawk in one easy lesson.
[at low volume, almost whispering, after Simon and Skipper leave the building for their aircraft]
Pilot Officer Archie : daka!-daka!-daka!-daka!-daka!-daka!-daka!-daka!
Military Police Corporal : [Unloading captured German airmen] Don't any of you Jerries talk English?
Squadron Leader Skipper : Corporal?
Military Police Corporal : Sir.
Squadron Leader Skipper : Where are you taking those vultures?
Military Police Corporal : Officers to the mess. NCO's to the guard room, sir.
Squadron Leader Skipper : Like hell you are. They're responsible for all that, get'm to clean it up.
Military Police Corporal : But what about the officers, sir?
Squadron Leader Skipper : Give'm a bloody shovel.
gun repairman : [Having overheard previous conversation] Heh, skipper hates Jerries.
Maintenance sargeant : You'll hate me if you don't get that gun repaired. Then wrap up this little lot.
Squadron Leader Skipper : How many time have I told you - never fly straight and level for more than 30 seconds in a combat area!
Squadron Leader Skipper : You call your wife?
[Andy shakes his head slightly]
Squadron Leader Skipper : All right, boy! Get in!
[cocks his head toward his small maroon Austin Ascot 12/6]
Squadron Leader Skipper : [His squadron has just been scrambled and is also under attack by the Luftwaffe] Well don't just *stand* there! Get one *up!*
Squadron Leader Skipper : Corporal! Re-fuel them immediately.
Corporal at French airfield : Yes, sir.
[Turns back to the other ground crew]
Corporal at French airfield : So anyway...
[continues his conversation]
Squadron Leader Skipper : Corporal - I don't mean with your blood! And re-arm them!
Corporal at French airfield : Yes, *sir*!
[Runs towards the aircraft]
Squadron Leader Skipper : When are you gonna learn?
Sgt. Pilot Andy : I didn't know they were there.
Squadron Leader Skipper : Never fly straight for more then 30 seconds in a combat area. How many times have I told you? Come on, I'll give you a lift.
Sgt. Pilot Andy : I'd rather walk, sir.
Squadron Leader Skipper : Cut out the sir.
Squadron Leader Skipper : You know, I never wanted to you join up. Never!
Section Officer Maggie Harvey : Colin, please. Try to behave as if I were a human being!
Squadron Leader Skipper : You look more like a parade ground suffragette to me.
Section Officer Maggie Harvey : I'm just not cut out to wave a wet hanky on sooty stations.
Communications man : It's a squadron scramble, sir.
Squadron Leader Skipper : Don't be wet. Get me the duty controller. We've just come down. We're still refueling.