Chappy Sinclair: And shut down that music! Doug Masters: It'll screw up my rhythm. Chappy Sinclair: If you don't shut it down, I'll screw up somethin' else! Doug Masters: This is Iron Eagle, he's not being moved, what's the hold-up? Control tower operator: We are having trouble finding a jeep suitable for your, um, purposes. Doug Masters: Bullshit, you've got a whole country full of them! [pauses] Doug Masters: You just lost a refinery! Doug Masters: Oh no dad, will the Maverick fire if we're still on the ground? Colonel Masters: I don't know, never tried it before, why? Doug Masters: Because something's about to have us for breakfast! Col. Nakesh: Now you may deal directly with me now; Colonel Nakir Nakesh! Doug Masters: And you can deal with me; Doug Masters! [after destroying an oil refinery] Doug Masters: Looks like they'll be importing oil this year, Chappy. [watching Doug buzzing the motorcycle rider] Reggie: Why don't you just land on the fool and get it over with? Doug Masters: What's the matter, don't you feel like flying today? Reggie: Oh flying yes, dying, no. Packer: I wonder what a Cessna looks like splattered all over those rocks? [During Ted Master's trial] Col. Nakesh: You are allowed a statement on your behalf. Ted Masters: This trial is a fraud. At no time did we violate your airspace. Hangar mechanic: I'm glad you brought these down. Your mom's trying to starve me to death on this new diet! [trying to convince Chappy to help him] Doug Masters: Jesus, Chappy, he's only got... Chappy: Three days, and if you keep talking you're gonna waste one of 'em. Doug Masters: How can you think with that music on? Chappy: Aw come on, let's see what you got. Chappy: You like Italian? Doug Masters: Italian? Chappy: Uh-huh. You can eat while you read. Mechanic: Better get off the ground quick before this one gets canceled. Computer's been acting kinda strange today. [Doug is showing off his piloting skills to Chappy] Doug Masters: How was that? Chappy: I thought you was a pilot, not an astronaut! Col. Nakesh: Give the American his final meal. After tomorrow, he will not have much of an appetite. Doug Masters: Anyone ever tell you you talk too much? Chappy: Yeah, my ex-wife. Doug Masters: Chappy, I got 'em, I got all three of the guns! Chappy: Yeah, but one of them got me. [Doug sees what appear to be enemy planes on his radar coming head-on while trying to escape with his father] Doug Masters: Dad, four more MiGs jumping us! Col. Ted Masters: Pull up hard! Maj. Dwight Smiley: This is Blue Leader, do you read? Doug Masters: They're ours dad, they're American! Roger Blue Leader, I've got two bandits on my ass, can you assist? Maj. Dwight Smiley: We were about to contact the aggressor and verify his intentions. Attention unidentified aircraft, this is Major Dwight Smiley of the United States Air Force, you are following one of our F-16s in international airspace, do you wish to engage? [both MiGs break off] Maj. Dwight Smiley: I didn't think so. [while briefing Doug on what to say when he needs to the Tanker in mid air, Chappy wants him to use a deeper voice like his] Doug Masters: Dis is da Bluebird, I be ready to refuel Chappy Sinclair: [after hearing Doug say that he didn't give a shit enough to help his father] Now look, let me clue you in on something right now. I've given this country 22 damn, fucking years of my life. Twenty two years! I've seen young boys blown out of the air, over the Pacific. I've seen their guts sprawled all over the rice paddies in Vietnam, so whenever somebody dies for this country, believe me boy, [shouts] Chappy Sinclair: I give a shit! Goddamnit, nobody talks to me like this and I'm not about to start now! You want to do something for your father, hmm? You be strong for your family, you stay *right here*!