Hacksaw Ridge Quotes

  • Company B Soldier: [quoting Herodotos] In peace, sons bury their fathers. In war, fathers bury their sons.

  • Desmond Doss: With the world so set on tearing itself apart, it don't seem like such a bad thing to me to want to put a little bit of it back together.

  • Desmond Doss: I don't know how I'm going to live with myself if I don't stay true to what I believe.

  • Prosecutor: There is only one question that any military court need ask of the accused: do you deny disobeying Col. Sangston's direct orders?

    Judge: Well, do you, Private?

    Desmond Doss: No, sir, I don't.

    Judge: Why are you contesting it, then? Why is it so important to you, given your refusal to even touch a weapon to serve in a combat unit?

    Desmond Doss: Because when the Japanese attacked Pearl Harbor, I took it personal. Everyone I knew was on fire to join up, including me. There were two men in my hometown declared 4-F unfit, they killed themselves cause they couldn't serve. Why, I had a job in a defense plant and I could've taken a deferment, but that ain't right. It isn't right that other men should fight and die, that I would just be sitting at home safe. I need to serve. I got the energy and the passion to serve as a medic, right in the middle with the other guys. No less danger, just... while everybody else is taking life, I'm going to be saving it. With the world so set on tearing itself apart, it doesn't seem like such a bad thing to me to wanna put a little bit of it back together.

  • Sgt Howell: I have seen stalks of corn with better physiques. Makes me want to pull an *ear* off, Private! Can you carry your weight?

    Desmond Doss: Yes, Sergeant!

    Sgt Howell: It should be *easy* for you then!... Corporal!

    Corporal Jessop: Sergeant.

    Sgt Howell: Make sure you keep this man away from strong winds.

  • Sgt Howell: [to Ghoul] You are a very strange-looking individual if you don't mind me saying so, Private.

  • Sgt Howell: Have you ever roped a goat, Hollywood?

    Hollywood Zane: No, Sarge.

    Sgt Howell: Have you ever looked into a goat's eyes?

    Hollywood Zane: No, Sarge.

    Sgt Howell: Good. That would be unnatural.

  • Captain Glover: Most of these men don't believe the same way you do, but they believe so much in how much you believe.

  • Captain Glover: All I saw was a skinny kid. I didn't know who you were. You've done more than any other man could've done in the service of his country. Now, I've never been more wrong about someone in my life, and I hope one day you can forgive me.

  • [repeated line]

    Desmond Doss: Help me get one more.

  • Sgt Howell: I believe that any man who takes great *pride* in his natural naked state, will surely enjoy the *brisk* of the outdoors. Now move your *privates*, Private Parts!... Move it!... You son of an *exhibitionist*!

  • [first lines]

    Desmond Doss: Have you not heard? The Lord is the everlasting God, the Creator of the ends of the Earth. He will not grow tired or weary, and His understanding no one can fathom. He gives strength to the weary and increases the power of the weak. Even youths grow tired and weary, and young men stumble and fall. But those who hope in the Lord will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles. They will run and not grow weary. They will walk and not be faint.

  • Tom Doss: [about Desmond and Hal fighting] Why stop 'em? Saves me whipping them both. This way, I just whip the one that wins.

  • Young Desmond: [about Tom] Why does he hate us so much?

    Bertha Doss: Oh, he-he don't hate us. He hates himself... sometimes.

  • Tom Doss: Artie got hit in the back. It blew most of his guts and intestines out his front, offal everywhere. Wrecked his uniform entirely. It was lucky he was dead, so he never knew how awful his uniform looked.

  • Tom Doss: It won't be hard, it'll be impossible. You know whatever beliefs you have in your crazy head now, they won't ever play out. It don't work that way. And if by some, I don't know, miracle chance you survive, you won't be giving no thanks to god.

  • Sgt Howell: If you plan on getting wet this weekend, make sure you put on a hat. I don't want anyone coming back pissing cream.

    Smitty Ryker: What, you don't want none for your coffee, Sarge?

  • Judge: Private Doss, you are free to run into the hellfire of battle without a single weapon to protect yourself.

  • Smitty Ryker: After what we've just been through... any sane man would be screaming for a weapon.

    Desmond Doss: Well, I never claimed to be sane.


  • Stretcher Bearer: Some nut's up there dragging wounded from the top. Even lowered a couple of Japs.

  • Desmond Doss: [looking at Hollywood's face wound] It looks much worse than it is. Girls will still want to kiss you.

  • Desmond Doss: [repeating Sgt. Howell's words to him] You're tying a bowline, boy, not building a bra.

  • Desmond Doss: You want some morphine?

    Sgt Howell: Hell, yes. That or a bullet.

  • Dorothy Schutte: [with back to Desmond] Grab a seat. You ever given blood before?

    Desmond Doss: Yes, ma'am, I have.

    Dorothy Schutte: [turns to see Desmond] You're the belt man.

    Desmond Doss: Desmond, yes, ma'am.

    Dorothy Schutte: Well, Desmond, we can't take your blood two days in a row.

    Desmond Doss: That's good. I came to get mine back.

    Dorothy Schutte: You what?

    Desmond Doss: My blood, I need it back.

    Dorothy Schutte: [laughing] Well it don't work like that. We can't just give it back to you.

    Desmond Doss: Well you got to. Ever since you stuck me with that needle, my heart's been beatin' real fast. Every time I think about you, beats faster still.

    Dorothy Schutte: [laughing] I never heard that one before. It's pretty corny.

    Desmond Doss: It is? That's a shame. I done practiced that all night. No good?

    Dorothy Schutte: I didn't say that.

  • Desmond Doss: Please Lord, help me get one more. Help me get one more.

  • Tom Doss: Is that truly the way it works, sir? You fight your country, you lose so much that was dear to you and then you're done with? The uniform is forgotten. You have no voice?

  • Sgt Howell: You are a very strange-looking individual if you don't mind me saying so, Private. Name?

    Ghoul: Andy Walker.

    Sgt Howell: How long have you been dead, son?

    Ghoul: Sir?

    Sgt Howell: I am not "Sir"! I am Sergeant Howell or Sarge. "Sir" you save for useless people. The name is "Ghoul," you say?

    Ghoul: Walker, Sergeant!

    Sgt Howell: Ghoul it is.

    Ghoul: Yes, Sergeant!

  • Desmond Doss: I've done everything they asked me, except this one thing, and I'm being treated like a criminal just 'cause I won't kill.

  • Smitty Ryker: You ain't gonna to eat them?

    Desmond Doss: I don't eat meat.

    Smitty Ryker: Of course you don't.

  • Smitty Ryker: [referring to a picture of Dorothy] That's one heck of a dame. You know you're fighting out of your weight class with her, don't you?

    Desmond Doss: [chuckles] Yes I do. Don't tell her that!

    Smitty Ryker: She'd be much happier with a man like me anyway.

    Desmond Doss: Yeah, until she got to know you.


    Smitty Ryker: [laughs] I'm an asshole sometimes.

    Desmond Doss: Sometimes?

    [both laugh]

  • Sgt Howell: This is a personal gift from the United States government to each and every one of you. A standard issue U.S. rifle, caliber .30, M1, a clip-fed, shoulder-fired, semi-automatic weapon designed to bring death and destruction to the enemy. This is to be your lover, your mistress, your concubine. Perhaps the only thing in life you will ever truly love. Fellas, let's dance.

    [the privates begin grabbing weapons]

    Sgt Howell: Grab a girl. Don't point your gun forward. I do not want to be shot today. No matter how much you are tempted. Place the weapon by your side. Pay attention.

    [Doss is the only one who has not picked up a rifle]

    Sgt Howell: Problem, Private Corn Stalk? Is there not one in your size or is it the color that is the issue?

    Desmond Doss: No, Sarge. I was... I was told I don't have to carry a weapon.

    Sgt Howell: Come again? Step forward, Private. I can't be hearing this right.

    Desmond Doss: Well, I'm sorry, Sergeant. I can't touch a gun.

    Captain Glover: What exactly is the problem?

    Desmond Doss: No problem, just a mistake, sir. I told the Army when I joined up.

    Captain Glover: That's not possible. Do you know why that's not possible, Private?

    Desmond Doss: No, sir.

    Captain Glover: Because the United States Army does not make mistakes. So if there's a problem, you must be that problem.

    Desmond Doss: I was just never supposed to be sent to a rifle company.

    Sgt Howell: He's a C.O., sir.

    Captain Glover: You're a conscientious objector, and you joined the Army?

    Desmond Doss: Well, no, sir, I'm a conscientious cooperator.

    Captain Glover: [bemused] Are you screwing with me, Doss?

    Desmond Doss: No. No, sir. I volunteered. I ain't got no problem with wearing my uniform, or saluting the flag and doing my duty. It's just carrying a gun and the taking of human life.

    Captain Glover: You don't kill? That's all?

    Desmond Doss: That's all. Yes, sir, that's all.

    Captain Glover: You know quite a bit of killing does occur in a war?

    Desmond Doss: Yes, sir.

    Captain Glover: I mean, that is the essential nature of war.

    Desmond Doss: Yes, sir.

    Captain Glover: All right. Do you have any other requirements of the United States Army? Is there anything else we can do to ensure that you have a comfortable stay here with us?

    Sgt Howell: He doesn't want to work on Saturdays, sir.

    Desmond Doss: Well, Saturdays... I'm a Seventh-Day Adventist. So, Saturday is my Sabbath, so I'm not allowed to work then.

    Captain Glover: I don't think that poses a problem, do you, Sergeant? We shall simply ask the enemy not to invade on the Sabbath, 'cause Private Doss here is at prayer. All right. Now we got that clear. Now let me tell you my requirements. They're not as complicated as yours. They're very simple. As long as you're in this company, under my command, you will obey my orders. Period. If you can't do it here, I can't trust you to do it in battle. I'm putting you in for a Section 8, psychiatric discharge. Dismissed.

  • Sgt Howell: Gentlemen! I want you to meet Private Desmond Doss. Apparently, Private Doss does not believe in violence. He does not practice violence. He will not even deign to touch a weapon. You see, Private Doss is a conscientious objector. So I plead with you, do not look to him to save you on the battlefield, because he will undoubtedly be too busy wrestling with his conscience to assist.

    Desmond Doss: Sarge, that's not true...

    Sgt Howell: PRIVATE, AS YOU WERE! Now I realize that some of you might have strong feelings about this. It is what we men fight for. To defend our rights, and to protect our women and children. Even if Private Doss' beliefs might cause women and children to die. So I will expect everyone in this company to give Private Doss the full measure of respect he is due for the short time that he will be with us.

  • [Sgt. Howell arrives at the barracks the night after Doss had been beaten by his fellow men]

    Sgt Howell: As you were. Where's Doss?

    [Everyone turns to the back of the barracks where Doss - visibly beaten - has just finished his shower; Sgt, Howell is disturbed by the sight and breathes a sigh of melancholy]

    Sgt Howell: [sympathetic] This isn't good for anybody.

    Desmond Doss: Sure ain't what I signed up for.

    Sgt Howell: [beat] It's not about what you signed up for. It's about the lives of every man in here. And yours, son. It's time to quit this. Finish getting dressed and I'll walk you down.


    Sgt Howell: It's okay, Doss. There's no shame in this. Let's go.

    Desmond Doss: I got extra guard duty today, and I'm on KP this morning, so... Can't.

    Sgt Howell: [nods impressed with his character] All right, Doss.

    [shifts to professional tone]

    Sgt Howell: Private Doss, can you identify the men that beat you?

    Desmond Doss: No, Sarge.

    Sgt Howell: Are you saying that you don't know who attacked you?

    Desmond Doss: I never said I was attacked, Sarge.

    Sgt Howell: Well, what the hell are you saying, Doss? You bruised half your body sleeping?

    Desmond Doss: I... I sleep pretty hard.

    Sgt Howell: [Doss has finally won him over] All right.

  • [the real Desmond Doss is interviewed during the credits]

    Desmond T. Doss: I was praying the whole time. I just kept praying, "Lord, please help me get one more." When I got this, I said, "Lord, please help me get one more." I would say anyone is wrong to try to compromise somebody's conviction. I don't care whether it's army or what it is. When you own a conviction, that is not a joke. That's what you are. Even though I said those things to him in regard to carrying a rifle, then he would never be by my damn side at all unless he had a rifle. But then, in the long run, finding out that he was one of the bravest persons alive. And then to have him end up saving my life was the irony of the whole thing. Blood had run down into the fella's face and eyes. He was laying there just groaning and calling for a medic. I took water from my canteen, got some bandage, and I washed his face. And when I... was washing his eyes, his eyes came open. Man, he just lit up. He says, "I thought I was blind." And if I hadn't got anything more out of the war than that smile he gave me, I'd have been well repaid.

  • Sgt Howell: So I plead with you, do not look to him to save you on the battlefield, because he will undoubtedly be too busy wrestling with his conscience to assist.

  • Captain Glover: You know quite a bit of killing does occur in a war? I mean, that is the essential nature of war.

  • Captain Glover: If he throws God at you, you throw hell right at him.

  • Captain Glover: You don't win wars by giving up your life.

  • Dorothy Schutte: Yes, you can. It's just pride. Pride and stubbornness. Don't confuse your will with the Lord's.

  • Smitty Ryker: [to Doss about his upbringing while in foxhole] I learned how to hate quick... I learned how to judge people quicker and I got you very wrong.

    Desmond Doss: [smiles and nods in appreciation]

  • Sgt Howell: [referring to the knife impaled into the top of Smitty's foot] Who placed the knife there, private?

    Smitty Ryker: It was an accident, Sarge. We was playin' Stretch.

    Sgt Howell: I'm heartened by the knowledge you did not place it there with intention.