Quotes
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B.J. : It's all a misunderstanding.
Col. Potter : Getting an admiral here for a crossword puzzle? You guys are one for the book.
Hawkeye : I'm sorry.
B.J. : He's sorry.
Col. Potter : You were sorry when you gave Major Burns a chocolate-coated lizard.
Hawkeye : It was Easter.
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B.J. : Okay, it's your turn. Tell me a fantasy.
Hawkeye : Picture, if you will, a crisp winter afternoon. You by a crackling fire in a smoking jacket.
B.J. : Mmm. What color?
Hawkeye : Red... with blue satin lapels. And a zipper down the back.
B.J. : What for?
Hawkeye : You'll see. There's a light tapping at the door. "Who's there?" you say, checking your zipper. You saunter to the door, straightening your ascot... and casually slide back the bolt.
B.J. : Come on! Who is it?
Hawkeye : Lana Turner.
B.J. : Wearing?
Hawkeye : An angora sweater... with a zipper down the back.
B.J. : What for?
Hawkeye : You'll see.
B.J. : Go on.
Hawkeye : She throws her arms around you. But you push her away!
B.J. : I push her away? For what?
Hawkeye : Your smoking jacket is covered with angora lint. In a fit of pique, she leaves.
B.J. : That's it? The end?
Hawkeye : That's it.
B.J. : But what about the zippers down the back?
Hawkeye : They didn't catch on.
B.J. : Oh, I don't believe it! I had Lana Turner in a fantasy with a sweater with a zipper down the back and I let her get away?
Hawkeye : You always were short on zip.
B.J. : [whines]
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B.J. : [Klinger enters post-op, holding his stomach and groaning] Klinger, what is it?
Cpl. Maxwell Q. Klinger : Something I ate.
Hawkeye : I told you the food here should not be taken internally.
Cpl. Maxwell Q. Klinger : I had a couple of bolts, a horn button, part of a windshield wiper and a condenser.
B.J. : Well-balanced meal.
Hawkeye : But crazy.
Cpl. Maxwell Q. Klinger : Not crazy enough.
B.J. : I get it.
[to a nurse]
B.J. : Baker, X-ray the Lebanese for hardware. He's in for a tune-up.
Hawkeye : And try not to rattle when you walk.
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Maj. Frank Burns : Why don't you guys like me, huh?
Hawkeye : Because you're a lousy doctor and a rotten person.
Maj. Frank Burns : Aside from that.
B.J. : Well, there's your pimples.
Maj. Frank Burns : My pores won't close!
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Corporal Walter Eugene O'Reilly : Did Moses speak Yiddish?
B.J. : Only when playing pinochle.