Hot Shots! Part Deaux
Benson: Cookie?
Colonel: No thank you, sir.
Benson: Young lady?
Lady: No thank you, sir.
Benson: No, I was just offering him a young lady.
Topper Harley
resident Benson.
President Benson: No you're not. I've seen him on TV. An older man, about my height.
Michelle Huddleson: Mr. President, this is Topper Harley.
President BensonTopper Harley, of course, the son I never had. No wonder I didn't recognize you then.
President Thomas 'Tug' Benson: Gotcha! Listening at the door, huh? Well, Walters, looks like we've got our saboteur.
Colonel>: That's your wife, sir.
President Benson>: Yeah, so it is. Lavinia. You're looking as lovely as the day we met.
[to Walters]
President Benson>: Find out what she knows.
President Benson>: Every time I give an order, it gets screwed up! Plan a reception, wrong hors d'oeuvres. Appoint an ambassador, he leaves the country.
President Benson>: Here's the target area.
Advisor Guy>: That's Minnesota, sir.
President Benson>: Damn it, man, that's the genius of my plan. Why go over there to fight? We can do it right here at home.
Advisor Guy>: Sir, the enemy is over there.
President Benson>: Then we'll fly them over here. Their families too. We'll teach them to skate... Do I have to think of everything?