Apocalypse Now

"Everybody wanted me to do it, him most of all. I felt like he was up there, waiting for me to take the pain away. He just wanted to go out like a soldier, standing up, not like some poor, wasted, rag-assed renegade. Even the jungle wanted him dead, and that's who he really took his orders from anyway."

I worry that my son might not understand what I've tried to be. "And if I were to be killed, Willard, I would want someone to go to my home and tell my son everything. Everything I did, everything you saw, because there's nothing that I detest more than the stench of lies. And if you understand me, Willard, you will do this for me."

"This is the way the f*cking world ends! Look at this f*cking shit we're in, man! Not with a bang, but with a whimper. And with a whimper, I'm f*cking splitting, Jack."

"Hey, man, you don't talk to the Colonel. You listen to him. The man's enlarged my mind. He's a poet warrior in the classic sense."

Willard: "Hey soldier, do you know who's in command here?"
Soldier: "Ain't you?"

"Charlie don't surf!"

"You understand, Captain, that this mission does not exist, nor will it ever exist..."

"Well, you see, Willard, in this war, things get confused out there. Power, ideals, the old morality, and practical military necessity. But out there with these natives, it must be a temptation to be God. Because there's a conflict in every human heart, between the rational and irration, between good and evil. And good does not always triumph. Sometimes, the dark side overcomes what Lincoln called the better angels of our nature."