JAG Season 1 quotes

I wouldn't flash a yellow, I'd go straight to red around here.

I assume the commander was referring to a stoplight. And this stoplight has something to do with sexual advances?

Why would you think that?

A warning from a man to a woman left alone with another man usually does.

It's part our Navy sexual sensitivity training. It's an inoffensive way to signal a male when his speech or behavior is inappropriate.

The most powerful Navy in the world actually teaches this kindergarten approach to sex?

It works.

Lieutenant...

Sometimes.

And are Navy women permitted to signal green lights?

I suppose so.

And what would I have to do to get a green light, Lieutenant Austin?

Yellow light, Captain Fuente.

You said anything I asked!

I've got a big mouth!

How did you sabotage it?

With a Navy-issue 34-inch brass-tipped cinch.

What the hell is that?

My belt.

I'm afraid your Lieutenant Commander is in for some rough seas.

He's a survivor, sir.

We'll see.

Sir?

Steal their thunder! S.O.B. comes in here and shoots one of my officers, I want him stuffed and put in my trophy room. And I want us to do it.

Something wrong?

(looking at Krennick's chest) Are those real or did you, uh, buy them?

Original equipment. Inherited from my grandmother.

My grandmother, uh, left me this place. But I like what yours, uh, left you, uh, better.

So do I.

Hey, Harm.

Hi, Meg.

How was lunch?

See, I know things, sir. For instance, I know you are either a cross-dressing weirdo, or you work real close with a woman. (sniffs) Perfume. Nice one. French, I'd say. Chanel.

Imagine one person killing 163 men.

Yeah, well, it's real easy to imagine if you've ever fired a Tomahawk missile in combat.

I've planned an officers' retreat at Admiral Chegwidden's beach house on Hilton Head. I expect you to attend.

I may have to send my regrets to the admiral.

Actually, the admiral won't be there. Just you and me.

For 27 years the Corps asked Crockett to put his soul in storage, and perform a duty which few men are capable of. I submit it is time to give Crockett the space his soul needs to find some peace. sir.

Still don't remember him, do you, Gunny?

Commander, a Gunnery Sergeant don't tell a two-star he don't remember him.

My son was destined for more than a 6x3 plot at Arlington.

They all were, ma'am.

I guess you really do have to be crazy to be a SEAL.

It's no crazier than ejecting from a cockpit with a rocket up your butt, sir.

Maybe not, but I only do that when I don't have a choice.

My name is Admiral Chegwidden. I am the Judge Advocate General of the United States Navy. Before I leave this hangar, I will know the why and the how of Lieutenant Douglas Marion's death, or Commander Rabb, here, is gonna have your ass... and I'm gonna own your soul.