- Noah: Here that whole family of five lived off that postage stamp. They sure cared for the soil.
- Sgt. Saunders: You haven't been up here long.
- Noah: So?
- Sgt. Saunders: In a uniform you fight in dirt, you sleep in it and you eat it. But you don't hold it in your hand that way. Land is to be taken, passed over and forgotten.