Phil Hendrie Quotes on War
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There's no other way to look at the war in Iraq than the way that I look at it, which is it's a totally correct move. There's no other way to look at it. It's the right thing to do, it's got nothing to do with being a republican or democrat, it's just the smartest thing we could've done.
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What was that about, Ross? You are a freak, you're scaring me.
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I don't know what you're laughting about, Bell, but you've laughed at me for the last time.
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Okay, that does it: You are out of Ted's of Beverly Hills, you'll never get a seat in my place.
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Don't tell me about impulse control, sir. How much impulse control should I have when a million Chinese are coming over a hill after me.
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You don't put a Chinaman in front of a Korean War Veteran and expect him to stay calm and collected.
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See, Steelworth, he can't wait to see me foaming at the mouth and barking at the moon, as he's one of these W-W-2 boys, and he's got a Japanese carbine rifle that he pulled off a dead Jap, and he'd love to plug me right between the eyes. Well guess what? His cat already did it!
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You mess with the best, you die like the rest!
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When I go to Iraq I'll be a one-man killing machine.
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You're just one more son of a bitch in a long line of son of bitches!
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You went to Tijuana to see the donkey show! Why don't you back me up instead of pretending you're all outraged!
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Hey did your [Iraq soldier] husband say he bayoneted nobody? ... It's a pretty sure bet he almost bayonetted someone.
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Phil, this is character assasination.
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(arguing with a caller) No, you're a liar. Liar. I hate you so deeply.
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Mr. Hendrie, you call me an idiot one more time and you better smile when you say that.
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The Asian people feed the Blacks pork food so they can beat them in war.
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You whore! We're 800 miles off of course!
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If he takes a shot at me, I'll be on him like a monkey on a football.
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(In response to the idea of a citizen not cooperating) Well, in that case, we've got a situation.
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(about his mother-in-law) Ah, now you're referring to the Creature. See, you don't know the Creature. I do.
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I only care about the child who's on that one single crutch, trying to hobble out of the way of an American smart bomb whose destructive radius is several miles. There's no way. The child could have hobbled for a half-hour and still would be incinerated.
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Oh, in the Name of the Sweet Christ Hammered Up, why do you have to play that?
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Don't make me come through the phone and kick your A.
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(to Bobbie Dooley) Lady, you're crazy, and your husband's crazy. Hooray for you with your big house. You would've been laying up in that big house on crutches if you'd've touched me. I'd a made mud out yo ass.
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How do you like me now?
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Why don't you get a piece of fat and slide off?