Muffley: There's nothing to figure out, General Turgidson. This
man is obviously a
psychotic.
Turgidson: Well, I'd like to hold off
judgment on a thing like that, sir, until all the facts are in.
Muffley: [anger rising] General Turgidson, when you instituted the
humanreliabilitytests, you assured me there was no possibility of such a thing ever occurring.
Turgidson: Well I don't think it's quite fair to condemn a whole
program because of a single slip up, sir.
Turgidson: Mr.
President, we are rapidly approaching a moment of
truth, both for ourselves as human beings, and for the
life of our
nation. Now, the truth is not always a pleasant thing, but it is necessary now to make a choice, to choose between two admittedly
regrettable, but nevertheless,
distinguishablepost-warenvironments: one where you got
twentymillion people
killed, and the other where you got
a hundred and fifty million people killed.
Muffley: You're talking about
mass murder, General, not
war.
Turgidson: Mr. President, I'm not saying we wouldn't get our
hair mussed. But I do say... no more than
ten to twenty million killed, tops. Uh... depended on the breaks.
Turgidson: Mr. President, I'm beginning to smell a big
fat commie
rat. I mean, supposing Kissov is
lying about that
fourth plane, just looking for an excuse to clobber us. I mean, if the
spaghetti hits the
fan, now we're really in trouble.
Muffley: Is there really a chance for that plane to get through?
Turgidson: Mr. President, if I may speak freely, the
Russkie talks big, but frankly, we think he's short of
know-how. I mean, you just can't expect a bunch of
ignorantpeons to understand a
machine like some of our
boys. And that's not meant as an insult, Mr.
Ambassador, I mean, you, you take your average Russkie, we all know how much guts he's got. Hell, look, look at all them them
Nazis killed off and they still wouldn't quit...if the pilot's good, see, I mean, if he's really..sharp, he can barrel that baby in so low [he spreads his arms like wings and laughs], you oughtta see it sometime, it's a sight. A big plane like a
'52. VRROOM! There's
jetexhaust,
fryin'chickens in the
barnyard.
Muffley: Yeah, but has he got a chance?
Turgidson: Has he got a chance? Hell, Ye...ye...
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