The Men Who Stare at Goats

More of this is true than you would believe.

Lyn Cassady:
Your life is like a river. If you're aiming for a goal that isn't your destiny, you will always be swimming against the current. Young Gandhi wants to be a stock car racer? Not gonna happen. Little Anne Frank wants to be a high school teacher? Tough Anne. That's not your destiny. But you will go on to move the hearts and minds of millions. Find out what your destiny is and the river will carry you.

Bob Wilton:
Every single one of Bill's soldiers fired high. They instinctively hadn't wanted to shoot another person. Later, Bill would come across a study which revealed that only 15-20% of fresh soldiers shot to kill. The rest aimed high, didn't fire at all, or pretended to be busy doing something else.

Bob Wilton:
Now, more than ever, we need the Jedi!

Bob Wilton:
Jesus, Lyn. You had like the whole desert to drive in, Lyn!

Bill Django:
We must be the first superpower to create super powers.

Bill Django:
Mother Earth, you're my life support system. As a soldier I must drink your blue water, live inside your red clay and eat your green skin. Help me to balance myself. As you hold in balance, the Earth, the sea, and the space environments. Help me to open my heart, knowing that the Universe will feed me. I pray my boots will always kiss your face, and my footsteps match your heartbeat. Carry my body through space and time. You're my connection to the Universe and all that comes after. I'm yours and you are mine. I salute you.

Bill Django:
I'm liberating this base!

Bill Django:
I'm your commanding officer, and I'm ordering you to dance. DANCE, GODDAMNIT!

Brigadier General Dean Hopgood:
We can't afford to have the Russian's leading the field in the paranormal.

Larry Hooper:
Lieutenant Colonel Django used funds from the project's black budget to procure prostitutes...

Bill Django:
That's a lie!

Larry Hooper:
...and to get drugs for himself and his men.

Bill Django:
That... well, the hooker thing is definitely a lie.

Lyn Cassady:
Once you understand the linkage between observation and reality then you begin to dance with invisibility.

Bob Wilton:
Like camouflage.

Lyn Cassady:
No, it's not like camouflage.

Lyn Cassady:
It's ok, you can "attack" me...

Bob Wilton:
What's with the quotation fingers? It's like saying I'm only capable of ironic attacking or something.

Bob Wilton:
Don't eat the eggs. We put LSD in the eggs.

Bill Django:
And the water. I put LSD in the main water tank.

Bob Wilton:
What? But, we drank the water!

Bill Django:
Yeah!

Lyn Cassady:
How was it. I used my power for evils. It's if I brought a curse on all of us. It's like the poem with the guy kills a eagle and make him wear around his neck. Every night, I've dream about that goat, its mouth opening and closing without making a sound.

Bob Wilton:
The silence of the goats.