“Colonel Hugh Pickering - Well, I'm dashed!”

“Professor Henry Higgins: Oh, Pickering, for God's sake stop being dashed and do something! ”

“I'm not a general or a colonel or a builder of cities. I'm just a corpse who wants not to be.”

“Hughes: (Talking for Mustang) 'I won't allow you to die under my jurisdiction because it'd be a pain to clean up the mess.' That's what he said.Edward: Fine. Tell him, 'Understood. I'll never die before you, colonel, you @#'$ idiot.'Hughes: Ha ha ha! They say the ruder you are, the luckier you are! In that case, you and Roy are gonna live forever!”

“No, not 'Very well, Your Excellency', but simply 'Your Excellency'! I told you to watch your tone, Colonel! I also trust you will not be offended if I suggest you make a slight bow and at the same time incline your body forward, so as to indicate respect and also, as it were, readiness to dash off on an errand for him. I've been in the company of generals myself, so I know what I'm talking about ... So 'Your Excellency'.”

“We are well," Hugh said, looking me over with more intensity than seemed proper. "And you?""I'm well, thank you," I said, lying through my teeth. I'd been better the day I took to my bed with measles.”