When I was lying there in the VA hospital, with a big hole blown through the middle of my life, I started having these dreams of flying.
Sooner or later though, you always have to wake up...
CREW CHIEF: Remember people, you lose your mask you're unconscious in 20 seconds and you're dead in four minutes. Let's nobody be dead today, it looks bad on my report.
QUARITCH: Out beyond that fence every living thing that crawls, flies or squats in the mud wants to kill you and eat your eyes for jujubees.
We have an indigenous population of humanoids here called the Na'vi. They're fond of arrows dipped in a neurotoxin which can stop your heart in one minute. We operate -- we live -- at a constant threat condition yellow.
SELFRIDGE: Look, you're supposed to be winning the hearts and minds of the natives. Isn't that the whole point of your little puppet show? If you look like them, if you talk like them, they'll trust you? But after -- how many years? -- relations with the indigenous are only getting worse.
GRACE: That tends to happen when you use machine guns on them.
NEYTIRI: All this is your fault! They did not need to die. JAKE: They attacked me. How’m I the bad guy here-- NEYTIRI: Your fault! You are like a baby, making noise, don’t know what to do. You should not come here, all of you! You only come and make problems. Only. JAKE: Okay, fine, you love your little forest friends. So why not just let them kill my ass? What’s the thinking?
MO'AT: Why did you come to us?
JAKE: I came to learn.
MO'AT: We have tried to teach other Sky People. It is hard to fill a cup which is already full.
JAKE: My cup is empty, trust me. Just ask Doctor Augustine. I’m no scientist.
GRACE: -- so the kid’s out there one night and he’s got the Queen Bitch herself offering him the spare room and the car keys. Unbelievable.