"I flew single engine fighters in the Air Force, but this plane has four engines. It's an entirely different kind of flying altogether. (Everyone: 'It's an entirely different kind of flying.')" - Ted Striker, Airplane
(remembering a bar he frequented during the war) "It was a rough place. The seediest dive on the wharf. Populated with every reject and cutthroat from Bombay to Calcutta. It's worse than Detroit." - Ted Striker, Airplane
(thinking) "I've got to concentrate... concentrate... concentrate... I've got to concentrate... concentrate... concentrate... Hello?... hello... hello... Echo... echo... echo... Pinch hitting for Pedro Borbon... Manny Mota... Mota... Mota..." - Ted Striker, Airplane
"My orders came through. My squadron ships out tomorrow. We're bombing the storage depots at Daiquiri at 1800 hours. We're coming in from the north, below their radar. (Elaine: 'When will you be back?') I can't tell you that. It's classified." - Ted Striker, Airplane
"No dice, Chicago. I'm giving the orders and we're coming in. I guess the foot's on the other hand now, isn't it Kramer?" - Ted Striker, Airplane
(asked if he's nervous) "Yes. ('First time?') No, I've been nervous lots of times." - Ted Striker, Airplane