Reese: Dad, you have to do something about Dewey taking Mom's purse to school.
Hal: Don't worry, son, it's just a phase.
Reese: Aren't you worried about how this reflects on you as a parent?
Hal: Reese, one boy's purse is another boy's book bag... if he's European. Besides, I can't tell you how many times I've been jealous of your mother and her purse. You know, we men have to shove our whole lives in a little square of leather that we then have to sit on. I'm not saying that I condone it, but I am saying, let Dewey have his purse. Perhaps he'll blaze a trail for the rest of us.

Spangler: Francis, I'm not an idiot. Don't you think that I know Richie is a moron? Hell, he is a cancer. He is a cancer to be eradicated. If Richie's attitude spread to the other cadets, there's no telling what it would do to Marlin.
Francis: What do you mean? You're treating him like a god.
Spangler: And that makes the other cadets furious, doesn't it? It makes them want to hurt him... to hurt your little friend?
Francis: Wait a minute. You're turning us against him. You want us to get rid of Richie ourselves.
Spangler: Bravo, Cadet. You see, every threat to Marlin must be treated differently. You, Francis, had to be beaten down, like a dog. Richie is being killed with kindness... or at least pummeled into unconsciousness.

Spangler: Pajamas, Cadet?
Francis: Sir, I'm sorry for my fellow cadet's appearance. He's fresh from civilian life and is taking a little time to adjust.
Richie: Hey, are you the dude who hands out the guns?
Francis: And you can see he's very anxious to assimilate himself into our military lifestyle.
Spangler: What's your name, Cadet?
Richie: Richie. Pleasure.
Spangler: Listen closely, Cadet. This is not going to be easy for you. Your family sent you here because you couldn't handle it at home. Maybe you were coddled. Well, there is no coddling here. You make a mistake and you will be punished. Be aware, Cadet, I am keeping my eye on you.
Richie: [laughs] Good one.
Spangler: Pardon?
Richie: You're keeping your eye on me. You know, you got only one eye. [chuckles] Like Popeye. I think it's cool that you're cool with it.
Spangler: [chuckles] That's amusing. I've never heard that before. Carry on. [chuckles] Popeye. Quite amusing. [chuckles]
Richie: Is he like our butler or something?