Desmond Doss: With the world so set on tearing itself apart, it don't seem like such a bad thing to me to want to put a little bit of it back together.

Prosecutor: There is only one question that any military court need ask of the accused: do you deny disobeying Col. Sangston's direct orders?
Judge: Well, do you, Private?
Desmond Doss: No, sir, I don't.
Judge: Why are you contesting it, then? Why is it so important to you, given your refusal to even touch a
weapon to serve in a combat unit?
Desmond Doss: Because when the Japanese attacked Pearl Harbor, I took it personal. Everyone I knew was on fire to join up, including me. There were two men in my hometown declared 4-F unfit, they killed themselves cause they couldn't serve. Why, I had a job in a defense plant and I could've taken a deferment, but that ain't right. It isn't
right that other men should fight and die, that I would just be sitting at home safe. I need to serve. I got the energy and the passion to serve as a medic, right in the middle with the other guys. No less danger, just... while everybody else is taking life, I'm going to be saving it. With the world so set on tearing itself apart, it doesn't seem like such a bad thing to me to wanna put a little
bit of it back together.

[first lines]
Desmond Doss: Have you not heard? The Lord is the everlasting God, the Creator of the ends of the Earth. He will not grow tired or weary, and His understanding no one can fathom. He gives strength to the weary and increases the power of the weak. Even youths grow tired and weary, and young men stumble and fall. But those who hope in the Lord will renew their
strength. They will soar on wings like eagles. They will run and not grow weary. They will walk and not be faint.

Sgt Howell: I have seen stalks of corn with better physiques. Makes me want to pull an ear off, Private! Can you carry your weight?
Desmond Doss: Yes, Sergeant!
Sgt Howell: It should be easy for you then. Corporal!
Corporal Jessop: Sergeant.
Sgt Howell: Make sure you keep this man away
from strong winds.

Stretcher Bearer: Some nut's up there dragging wounded from the top. Even lowered a couple of Japs.

Desmond Doss: [Repeating Sgt. Howell's words to him] You're tying a bowline boy, not building a bra.

Dorothy Schutte: [with back to Desmond] Grab a seat. You ever given blood before?
Desmond Doss: Yes, ma'am, I have.
Dorothy Schutte: [turns to see Desmond] You're the belt man.
Desmond Doss: Desmond, yes, ma'am.
Dorothy Schutte: Well, Desmond, we can't take your blood two days in a row.
Desmond Doss: That's good. I came to get mine back.
Dorothy Schutte: You what?
Desmond Doss: My blood, I need it back.
Dorothy Schutte: [laughing] Well it don't work like that. We can't just give it back to you.
Desmond Doss: Well you got to. Ever since you stuck me with that
needle, my heart's been beatin' real fast. Every time I think about you, beats faster still.
Dorothy Schutte: [laughing] I never heard that one before. It's pretty corny.
Desmond Doss: It is? That's a shame. I done practiced that all night. No good?
Dorothy Schutte: I didn't say that.