"Now the screen blasts open the bombshell story of a Colonel who led his regiment into hell and back - while their maddened General waited for them - with a firing squad!"

"BOMBSHELL! the roll of the drums... the click of the rifle-bolts... the last cigarette... and then... the shattering impact of this story... perhaps the most explosive motion picture in 25 years!"

"It explodes in the no-man's land no picture ever dared cross before!"

"Ferol: What do I have to die for, Father?...I'm scared, I'm scared!"

"Saint-Auban: And I submit that the attack was a stain on the flag of France, a blot on the honor of every man, woman, and child in the French nation. It is to us that the sad, distressing, repellent duty falls, gentlemen. I ask this court to find the accused guilty..."

"Judge: This is a general courtmartial and we shall therefore dispense with unnecessary formalities. These men are charged with cowardice in the face of the enemy and will be tried for that offense... The indictment is lengthy and there's no point in reading it. The indictment is that the accused showed cowardice in the face of the enemy during the attack on the Ant Hill."

"Lt. Roget: "It's impossible, sir. All the men are falling back."

"Narrator: War began between Germany and France on August 3, 1914. Five weeks later, the German army had smashed its way to within 18 miles of Paris. There the battered French miraculously rallied their forces at the Marne River, and in a series of unexpected counterattacks, drove the Germans back. The Front was stabilized and shortly afterward developed into a continuous line of heavily fortified trenches zigzagging their way five hundred miles from the English Channel to the Swiss frontier. By 1916, after two grisly years of trench warfare, the battle lines had changed very little. Successful attacks were measured in hundreds of yards - and paid for in lives by hundreds of thousands."

"[to Dax, about Mireau] Well, it had to be done. France cannot afford to have fools guiding her military destiny."

"[to Broulard] You're making me the goat. The only completely innocent man in this whole affair. I have only one last thing to say to you, George. The man you stabbed in the back is a soldier."

"Get off this fancy talk with me, do you understand? General Broulard seemed to think you were funny. I don't. I want you to drop this affair...Colonel Dax, when this mess is cleaned up, I'll break you...I'll ruin you. And it'll be just what you deserve, showing such little loyalty to your commanding officer."

"[about Rousseau] In cases like this, shells falling short, I-I always try to avoid an inquiry. It gets around among the men and makes a bad impression. Now, shelving will be the best discipline for him in my opinion."

"If those little sweethearts won't face German bullets, they'll face French ones!"

"Miserable cowards, they're not advancing...they're still in the trenches!"

"Naturally, men are going have to be killed, possibly a lot of them. They'll absorb bullets and shrapnel, and by doing so make it possible for others to get through...say five percent killed by our own barrage - that's a very generous allowance. Ten percent more again in no man's land, and twenty percent more again into the wire. That leaves sixty-five percent, and the worst part of the job over. Let's say another twenty-five percent in actually taking the Ant Hill - we're still left with a force more than adequate to hold it."

"Looking over your rifle, I see? Well, that's the way. It's a soldier's best friend. You be good to it and it will always be good to you."

"Hello there soldier, ready to kill more Germans?"

"Nothing is beyond those men once their fighting spirit is aroused...We might just do it!"

"It's out of the question, George. Absolutely out of the question. My division was cut to pieces. What's left of it is in no position to even hold the Ant Hill, let alone take it. I'm sorry, but that's the truth."

"[to Broulard] What would your, er, newspapers and your politicians do with that?...you are in a difficult position. Too much has happened. Someone's got to be hurt. The only question is who. General Mireau's assault on the Ant Hill failed. His order to fire on his own troops was refused. But his attempt to murder three innocent men to protect his own reputation will be prevented by the General's staff."

"There are times when I am ashamed to be a member of the human race and this is one such occasion...I protest against being prevented from introducing evidence that I consider vital to the defense, the prosecution presented no witnesses, there has never been a written indictment of charges made against the defendants, and lastly, I protest against the fact that no stenographic record of this trial has been kept. The attack yesterday morning was no stain on the honor of France, but this court-martial is such a stain...Gentlemen of the court, to find these men guilty will be a crime to haunt each of you to the day you die. I can't believe that the noblest impulse in man, his compassion for another, can be completely dead here. Therefore, I humbly beg you show mercy to these men."

"Stick to the stories you've told me, and don't let the prosecutor shake you out of them. Now remember, you'll be soldiers in the presence of superior officers, so act like what you are - soldiers! - and brave ones at that...When you answer questions, look the judges in the eye, don't whine, plead, or make speeches. That's my job. Simple statements, short, but make them so they can be heard all over the room and try not to repeat yourselves. I'll do that for you when I sum up."

"If any soldiers in the world can take it, we'll take the Ant Hill."

"You don't have to worry. I'm not gonna tell you a pack of lies to make me look good. I'm just gonna tell you what happened. My name is Yuri Orlov. When I was a boy, my family came to the America, but not all the way. Like most Ukrainians, we congregated in Brighton Beach. It reminded us of the Black Sea. I soon realized we'd just swapped one hell for another. Even in hell, an angel sometimes makes an appearance. I'd worshipped Ava Fontaine since I was 10 years old. Of course, she didn't know I existed. I was starting to think she had a point. For the first twenty-odd years of my life, Little Odessa was to me what it is to the Q train: the end of the line. Oh, I did lie about my name. It's not really Yuri Orlov. There have been few occasions in the 20th century when it's been an advantage be a Jew. But in the '70s, to escape the Soviet Union, our family pretended to be Jewish. Little about my life has been kosher ever since."

"He Sells Guns... And He's Making A Killing."

"The first and most important rule of gun-running is: never get shot with your own merchandise."

"Sammi Rotibi - Andre Baptiste, Jr."

"Eamonn Walker - Andre Baptiste, Sr."

"Ian Holm - Simeon Weisz"

"Ethan Hawke - Interpol Agent Jack Valentine"

"Jared Leto - Vitaly Orlov"

"Bridget Moynahan - Ava Fontaine"

"Nicholas Cage - Yuri Orlov"

"While private gun-runners continue to thrive, the world's biggest arms suppliers are the U.S., U.K., Russia, France, and China. They are also the five permanent members of the U.N. Security Council."

"[Being told to step down from army helicopter by Yuri] I can take it apart with my eyes closed!"

"[to husband] You are not going to temple! You go to temple more than the Rabbi!"

"[to husband] You are not Jewish!"

"[Referring to Jewish hat] I like it. I like the hat to remind us there is something above us. I like that. I'm going to temple."

"[to Yuri Orlov] You get rich by giving the poorest people on the planet the means to continue killing each other. Do you know why I do what I do? I mean, there are more prestigious assignments. Keeping track of nuclear arsenals, you'd think that more critical to world security, but it's not. No, nine out of ten war victims today are killed with assault rifles and small arms like yours. Those nuclear missiles, they sit in their silos. Your AK-47, that is the real weapon of mass destruction."

"[last lines] You know who's going to inherit the Earth? Arms dealers, because everyone else is too busy killing each other. That's the secret to survival. Never go to war, especially with yourself."

"Most people are happy just to get out of jail. I expect to be paid to leave. I'm not a fool. I know that just because they needed me that day didn't mean they wouldn't make me a scapegoat the next. But I was back, doing what I do best."

"Where there's a will, there's a weapon."

"Thank God there are still legal ways to exploit developing countries. The only problem with an honest buck is they're so hard to make. The margins are too low. Too many people are doing it."

"Truce? What do you mean, truce? The guns are already on their way. Peace talks? All right, forget it. I'll reroute the shipment to the Balkans. When they say they're going to have a war, they keep their word!"

"They say, "Evil prevails when good men fail to act." What they ought to say is, "Evil prevails.""

"I was an equal opportunity merchant of death. I supplied everyone but the Salvation Army. I sold Israeli-model Uzis to Muslims. I sold Communist-made bullets to Fascists. I even shipped cargo to Afghanistan when they were fighting my fellow Soviets. I never sold to Osama bin Laden — not on any moral grounds. Back then he was always bouncing checks."

"There are only two tragedies in life. One is not getting what you want. The other is getting it."