Hot Shots! Edit

A bazooka round at Little Bighorn.

A little hide and seek.

A multioptipupiloptomy.

Aarghhh!

Aarghhh!

Abort the mission! Abort the mission!

Admiral Benson!

Admiral Benson!

Admiral. Good to see you again, sir.

Aerial photos and recon reports indicate a defensive arsenal

After I finish off this shrink, we can take a quick canter in the meadow.

After our first meeting in my office, I sent my evaluation to Commander Block.

Ah, doesn't matter.

Ah, yes. PCS.

Ah!

Ah! The open sea.

Ah! Topper...

Ah.

Ah... yeah, just like that.

Ain't no man gonna take that route with me.

All crews report to the flight deck. All crews report to the flight deck.

All right, Buzz. That's enough of that.

All right. Resume combat spread. Attack formation Delta niner.

All right. You can walk me to my apartment.

Alpha Velveeta Knuckle Underwear, you are cleared for takeoff.

America can't afford to fall behind, Mr Wilson. We need your plane.

An accordion factory and a mime school.

And a blimp! A big, shiny blimp, and it's slowly moving south!

And a disaster to the success of this mission.

And a woman.

And for the next ten days, nobody takes a crap unless I say so!

And German parts.

And I want Topper Harley leading our squadron into battle.

And I was in love with your mother.

And my investigation into assassination of JFK?

And now...

And solve your personal problems, all in one fell swoop.

And that hot shot Harley is responsible.

And the next, you're a compost heap.

And the president will come begging for my superfighter.

And, best of all, nobody gets hurt.

And, by the way, I can go all night like a lumberjack.

Anybody here from out of town?

Anybody home?

Are you backing out on us, Block?

Are you comin' along this time?

Are you OK?

Are you OK?

Are you OK?

Argh!

Argh! My eyes!

As long as there are wonderful men like you in the cockpit

At ease, men.

Attention on deck!

Attention on deck!

Attention on deck.

Battle stations! Battle stations!

Be seated.

Be seated.

Been ignoring me all day. Remind me to send him a note.

Beneath its 21st century skin is a highly advanced avionics and weapons package.

Besides, I got the sky, the smell of jet exhaust, my bike.

Besides, there's something else.

Besides, Thompson wasn't that good a pilot.

Block, call your men back.

Block, have you got a tally on the bandits?

Block, Kent, Kowalski, get the hell outta here.

Bomb stuff. Shoot people down.

Boy, I hope so.

Bring 'em down, boys. I want your bellies to sc**** the sagebrush.

But Darling, why didn't you call? I thought you were still in Brussels.

But flying's his life. He's the best pilot in the world.

But him... he's the type that could end up killing every man in this outfit.

But his kind lives on the edge. Always willing to take a chance.

But I'm just not ready for marriage. Not yet.

But now I realise that American planes'll always be superior

But the hunter who mistakenly killed your father

But Topper Harley's playing into our hands.

But we've been through so much together. Ramada, I need you.

But when I want something that bad, I get all fired up.

But, sir, we're on the mission.

But, to keep from damaging the eye sockets,

But... shouldn't you be up there flying with the squad?

Buzz! Get back here!

Buzz! Get back here!

Buzz! Get back here!

Buzz! The nose! The nose!

Buzz! The wing! The wing!

Buzz! We're tearing apart!

By the way. Thank you for having us over to dinner the other night.

Can I press your button?

Can't quite get a reading on Admiral Benson,

Catch me if you can, guys. Here's an old Buzz Harley move.

Checking in at 700 feet. Request permission to land.

Cheryl and I thought the stroganoff was marvelous.

Cheryl?

Come in! Are you all right? Topper, acknowledge!

Come on, come on.

Come on! Hurry!

Come to think of it, I've never landed a plane in my life. Now,

Couscous!

Cover me!

Crab? I didn't see any crab.

Cut the chatter. Topper, that was vintage Buzz Harley.

Cut the kid some slack.

Cute.

Damn right he did. No stoppin' us now, huh, Ted?

Dead Meat, confirm kill.

Dead Meat!

Designed for speed and combat acrobatics,

Do good men like Dead Meat Thompson just blink out one day like a bad bulb?

Do I have to think of everything?

Do me a favour, don't land.

Doesn't that bother you? Because it scares the living piss outta me!

Dominic Farnham was my father. I was his love child.

Don't get too close. Let me handle my own affairs.

Don't look back. That's my brave girl.

Don't tell me. There were two crabs. They work in pairs.

Don't we have what we need now, Mr Wilson?

Don't worry, little one! As long as I have me, I'll survive!

Don't worry, sir. After this transfusion, you're gonna be just fine.

Dot every comma.

Duck, sir.

Eagle River?

Easy. Easy, easy, easy.

Eat apple sauce through a straw, pork farm animals.

Eject, Mailman. Eject!

Ever since Normandy, this is CorningWare.

Every time I mention Buzz's name, Topper goes off.

Everybody calls me Dead Meat.

Everything will be fine. I promise.

Excellent. Wake me up at, oh... 5.30.

Excuse me if I don't shake your hand.

Excuse me.

For God's sakes, I've even got my father's eyes.

For the love of God, man, be careful!

For the WBA WBC WPA RSVP

Freedom Squadron, start your engines.

From now on I'll be your eyes on the ground.

From the Pentagon, sir. We just decoded it.

Gentlemen, he's back.

Gentlemen, we've waited a long time to hear this.

Get back in the sky and prove yourself.

Get back to the ship! I got me a nuclear weapons plant to wax.

Get into your flight suit. We're ready to go up.

Get movin'!

Get outta your flight suit. You're not going anywhere.

Get the lead out!

Give 'em hell!

Go, Bill, go!

God, I love a good funeral.

God, that's loud. My ear canals are very sensitive. Stainless steel.

Goddamn it, Bill, I'm supposed to be in California.

Good luck, gentlemen. Blink, take over.

Good morning, sir!

Good morning! Excuse me!

Good night.

Good night. I'm outta here!

Good thinking. We'll pick it up on the way back.

Good.

Got it! Hold on! We'll bring this baby down!

Got it! This is for you, Dad.

Great helium!

Hallelujaaaaaa!

Hang in there.

Hang on!

Have him row in circles until we return.

Have they no respect for the dead?

Have you no decency?

Have you thought about seeing a psychiatrist on a regular basis?

He didn't come back last night. He's AWOL. As soon as Block finds out, he's history.