Col. F.E. Cochrane: You threatening me, Murphy?
Frank Murphy: No, I'm telling you. Back off.
Frank Murphy: Catch ya later.
Frank Murphy: That's Cochrane, F.E., US Army.
Lymangood: Cochrane, F.E. What's the "F.E." stand for?
Frank Murphy: "Fuck Everybody."
Jack Braddock: Who are you fooling with that phony radio bullshit? Jesus Christ, Frank, that went out three days after Marconi invented the fucking thing.
Lymangood: You mind if I ask you what you're doing.
Frank Murphy: No... I don't mind at all.
Frank Murphy: Stop calling me Sir - you sound like David Copperfield.
Frank Murphy: Uh-oh... uh-oh. You'd better hold your nose. We're in deep shit.
Jack Braddock: I've been trying to get you all night. Why don't you answer your fucking beeper?
Frank Murphy: I just wanna tell you, Jack, that the next time I'm suspended, so is my fucking beeper.
Mobile Operator: Los Angeles Mobile?
Frank Murphy: Mobile, listen get me kbla TV.
Mobile Operator: That number is listed in your directory sir.
Frank Murphy: Don't give me any static lady. This is a police emergency. Get me kbla TV right now.
Frank Murphy: Finally made Colonel, eh?
Col. F.E. Cochrane: If you're a nice guy, nice things happen to you.
Frank Murphy: I'll try to remember that.
Lymangood: This sucker will do everything but cook your breakfast.
Sgt. Short: This ship is equipped with a forward-mounted, twenty-millimeter electric cannon. Its six barrels are capable of firing four thousand rounds of ammunition per minute. And that, gentlemen, is one hell of a shit-storm in anybody's language.
Lymangood: Big Brother: on or off?
Frank Murphy: What's Big Brother?
Lymangood: The cabin mike. It records everything we say.
Frank Murphy: I think we can lose that.
Frank Murphy: Grab your ankles and kiss your ass goodbye Jafo. We're going down.
Answer: Yes to A, B, and C.