*arriving at the 444 base*
Trigger: Well, this is a nice change of scenery!
Avril: It's a prison cell, dumbass.
Trigger: I was being sarcastic.

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*arriving at the 444 base*
Trigger: Well, this is a nice change of scenery!
Avril: It's a prison cell, dumbass.
Trigger: I was being sarcastic.
Trigger: Obviously, a railgun is a terrible idea. Definitely wouldn't bring one.
Trigger: ... Unless you like fun.
McKinsey: Your insolence goes too far.
Trigger: Wrong. It can go a lot further.
Long Caster: Belka is like... the equivalent of when the cheese falls off your pizza.
Jaeger: I feel like starting another international war is a little more dire than a naked pizza slice.
Long Caster: Okay, fine. It's like when the cheese falls off your pizza... and onto the floor.
Trigger: I made a marshmallow Bandog. See? His arms are crossed because he's mad at all the marshmallow pilots for annoying him.
Trigger, to Bandog: You like it?
Bandog, choked up: It's fine.
Briefer: I've prepared a safety briefing for you to entirely ignore.
Trigger: Which I will.
Count: Have any of you guys ever stopped to wonder why we're still alive?
Jaeger: Oh, yeah.
Lanza: All the time.
Trigger: By all rights, we shouldn't be.
McKinsey: What do you call breaking the rules?
Full Band: A hobby.
McKinsey: ...
Full Band: ...
McKinsey: ...
Full Band: That I do not engage in.
Tabloid: Bandog, when have any of our plans actually worked? We plan. We fly there. All hell breaks loose!
Trigger: What would you say if I got half my wing shot off?
Long Caster, about to have a heart attack: Do not! Do not do that!
Trigger: ...
Trigger: What would you say if I got half my wing shot off ten minutes ago?
Mihaly, to Sol Squadron: You need them to think you're stronger than you actually are.
Schroeder: That's what you do, right?
Mihaly: Me? Oh no. My abilities are no illusion. I can fucking demolish you.
Wiseman, meeting Spare Squadron: I'm sorry... who's in charge here?
Champ: Usually whoever yells the loudest.
Count: See, one day you're gonna look back on this and laugh.
Bandog: I assure you, for the rest of my life, every time I look back on this I will personally fly to whatever base you're stationed at and smack you.
Trigger: We can't lose. Because we have this.
Trigger: *points at his chest*
Jaeger: Aw! We have heart?
Trigger: Heart? No. Me. I'm pointing at myself. I'm going to win this war for us.
Count: Love is dead and never existed. All you did was betray me while I lay sick and festering. You are the definition of dread.
Trigger: Woah, Count, are you okay?
Count: Full Band stole my fucking yogurt.
Bandog, about McKinsey: Ah... my boss. I love that guy. And by that, I mean I hate him so, so much.
Bandog: Well, not everything's a competition!
Count: If it were, I'd win.