SEAL Team Quotes
Jason: Hey. We're not gonna last 15 minutes here.
Ray: Not with those RPGs handing us our ass.
Jason: We gotta take out that position.
Davis: I want every available asset inside 100 kilometres up on comms right now. How far out is that QRF?
Man: They're at least 15 miles out from Bravo's position, ma'am.
Davis: They were just ten minutes out; what the hell's going on?
Man: They've been rerouted over less hostile terrain.
Davis: On whose authority?
Man: Battle space commander's, sir.
Davis: Son of a bitch.
Jason: I say again, Havoc, this is 1. Copy?
Davis: Go ahead, 1, I've got you Lima Charlie.
Jason: We're taking some serious heavies down here. Bravo 6 is down hard.
This was your mom's.
Sonny: Hey, look, we wouldn't have spiked that football if it weren't for you, Davis.
Davis: Just hoping that this isn't my last run with you boys. My smackdown from the Pentagon waits back home.
Sonny: We're not gonna let that happen.
Davis: Unfortunately, I need to face the music on my own this time. But if this was my last ride, it's a hell of a way to go out.
Davis: The Venezuelans are blaming the building collapse on... long-term degradation of reinforced concrete structural support.
Sonny: Well, now that we saved the world, why don't we, uh, go hit that diving in Santa Marta like you wanted to?
Clay: Mission success doesn't make us good.
Sonny: Look, man, I fucked up. I'm sorry...
Clay: No, Sonny. You are a fuckup. Got no room in my life for your chaos/
Sonny: Well, Clay and Jace are BFFs again, which means that Blondedict Arnold probably went and blabbed to Mom and Dad.
Ray: Blabbed about what? He hasn't said a word about anything, so, I mean, is there something I should know about?
Sonny: Nah. Nah, just team guy bullshit.
Ray: Well, the fact that you're not ripping Clay a new one tells me that you're at fault. So, what is it, brother? wWat happened?
Sonny: Sonny Quinn happened.
Jason: Making hard choices like you did, that's, uh... that's some team leader stuff there.
Clay: You think so?
Jason: Too bad you lost your, uh... your shot at getting my spot now, though. Since you put me back on the path of healing my brain, I'll be operating Bravo for the next 20 years.
Jason: I'm grateful, though, that you read up on all of that stuff for me, though.
Clay: Well, if it keeps you operating any longer, then we're all grateful. You know I wasn't trying to push you out, right?
Jason: Yeah, sorry I called you arrogant.
Clay: You call me arrogant for a lot of things.
Jason: That's 'cause you are arrogant, man.
Jason: You really didn't do all that research on that TBI treatment for me, did you? Or was that all just a bunch of bullshit?
Clay: It's all real.
Sonny: Look, man, I...
Clay: I've made peace with the cost of this job, but I did not sign up to get killed over your pity party.
Sonny: Never asked you to come and save me. Nearly orphaning your son, that's on you.
Clay: What about Leanne? She's out of Vah Beach, but she's not out of your life. But you're just gonna just throw in the towel on her?
Sonny: Oh, we can't all be as lucky as you, Clay, with the white picket fence, okay?
Clay: Oh, wow. Lucky? Yeah, you know what? I'm-I'm fucking-- I'm really lucky, man. I've never held my son. He was, he was ripped away from us at birth, stuck with a bunch of tubes, and he's been fighting for his life all alone. I can only pray that he gets the same shot at life that Leanne got. And for being so brave, his reward was nearly losing his dad because of your fucking pathetic ass.
Sonny: I'm sorry, Cl-Clay. I didn't-- That's, like, a tough go for your son, and I...
Clay: You know what, just-- Sonny, shut up. I'm done, I'm done with your-your bullshit, man. I'm done.