Tim: You gave the boys shrapnel? What did you give me?
Col. Patterson: I gave you my daughter.
Tim: Yeah, you're right, sir, but I'm kinda tired of playing with that gift.
Col. Patterson: You know, Tim, about you always calling me "sir..."
Tim: Yeah?
Col. Patterson: I like it. No, actually I do have something for the both of you.
Tim: His-and-her bazookas.