- You're a piece of shit. - Son of a bitch.

with a whole new set of rules.

you've both created one hell of a mess.

- It's just a difference of opinion that got out of hand. - What about?

Your stock just went up a couple of points.

War is a continuation of politics by other means.

It's all I got to rely on: Bein' a simpleminded son of a bitch.

Allow me to give you a tiny bit of advice.

- Take a deep breath. Are you calm? - Yeah, sort of.

Does it make any sense to you to start a drill in the middle of a fire?

- Without the help of a flying carpet. - Meeting in an emergency session...

In the absence of a contravening order, in a situation like this, we follow the orders in hand.

Y-Yes, the purpose of war is, is to serve a political end...

We've received word that one of our shipmates is experiencing a medical problem.

Millions of lives are at stake here, Peter! Don't make a dumb decision!

in a manner reflective of his long and dedicated service to his country...

was entering into what can only be described as a state of civil war.

Lest you forget, Mr. Hunter, we are a ship of war, designed for battle.

- and insist upon this launch without confirming this message first... - Son of a bitch!

And so a crisis that seemed to be escalating beyond the point of no return...