Now you men will only be risking your lives, whilst I will be risking an almost certain Academy Award nomination for Best Supporting Actor.
— Hedley Lamaar, Blazing Saddles
Observe their troops. Thin fabrics. Exposed skin. Feeble weapons. These are toy soldiers. The playthings of children!
— General Staal observing UNIT forces shortly before losing to them, Doctor Who, "The Sontaran Stratagem"
To each of us falls a task, and all the Emperor requires of us Guardsmen is that we stand the line, and we die fighting. It is what we do best: We die standing.
— General Sturnn, Dawn of War: Winter Assault
General Castor: Sergeant Major, the destruction of Typhon was inevitable. Between the Eldar, Orks and Tyranids, there was no saving that world. At worst I helped speed its demise - and at a time when there were relatively few men on the planet.
Merrick: Few...? FEW?! There were THOUSANDS of Guardsmen on Typhon! Good men, serving the Emperor, and you let then all die!
Castor: Merrick, a Guardsman's life is to die. My job has always been to send them to places where they can die. I'm not afraid to spend them, but I never waste them.
— Dawn of War 2: Retribution
Men, you're lucky men. Soon, you'll all be fighting for your planet. Many of you will be dying for your planet. A few of you will be forced through a fine mesh screen for your planet. They will be the luckiest of all.
— Zapp Brannigan, Futurama
Magnus: You're the only member of Palutena's army who can carry his own weight. Don't even get me started on the centurions. Yeah, there's a ton of them, but they're all pretty flimsy.
Pit: They're grunts. What do you expect? There's no incentive for them to toughen up - they get revived when they die.
Pit: They're grunts. What do you expect? There's no incentive for them to toughen up - they get revived when they die.
Mercenary #1: Why did s/he say "Slow him/her down"? We're allowed to kill Shepard if we have to, right?
Mercenary #2: S/he said slow him/her down because s/he thinks we're cannon fodder.
Mercenary #1: Oh. Well...shit.
Mercenary #2: S/he said slow him/her down because s/he thinks we're cannon fodder.
Mercenary #1: Oh. Well...shit.
—Mass Effect 3: Citadel DLC
The Mobile Infantry is a group of jarheads who wear plastic armor with morale that would shatter if they saw the Sharks from West Side Story approaching.
The goal of the Imperial Guard is to clog the enemy's barrels with dead bodies.
— Anonymous Warhammer 40,000 player at the Newcastle Games Workshop establishment, while painting an Imperial Guard Sentinel
Last time I had a hot meal was five days ago. Since then my entire platoon has been wiped out. That's why you're here. You're just a bunch of guys in line to get shot so they can bring in a bunch of other guys. See how that works?
— Sgt. David Manning, When Trumpets Fade
A small team of ethnically-diverse archaeologists who all seem to be wearing digital clocks on their heads counting down to the point where they are unwittingly made part of someone elses' character development.
Chris: The vampires complain about how they'll be just as vulnerable as the Reapers in the daylight, and Blade just straight up tells them, "Let's be real: You're probably all going to die. Oh well!"
David: A list of fucks Blade gives: { }
Chris: He is seriously a terrible leader.
David: That's because he's not trying to lead anything. Obviously Blade's best-case scenario at this point is that everyone dies except Nyssa, and then they go off and have tons of vampire babies.
David: A list of fucks Blade gives: { }
Chris: He is seriously a terrible leader.
David: That's because he's not trying to lead anything. Obviously Blade's best-case scenario at this point is that everyone dies except Nyssa, and then they go off and have tons of vampire babies.
"That monster's eating our soldiers faster than we can clone them."
Setup: What happens when a Storm Trooper fights a Redshirt?
Punchline: The Stormtrooper misses and the Redshirt dies anyway.
Punchline: The Stormtrooper misses and the Redshirt dies anyway.
—Classic Nerd Joke
Obi-Wan: Okay, when we get to Utapau, I'll go in to scout the situation.
Clone Trooper: Yes sir! Although, we could go in early and see if it's a trap.
Obi-Wan: That's...very nice of you. But don’t worry. I'm sure it's a trap.
Clone Trooper: We could go in first and trigger the trap.
Obi-Wan: You guys need a union.
Clone Trooper: Yes sir! Although, we could go in early and see if it's a trap.
Obi-Wan: That's...very nice of you. But don’t worry. I'm sure it's a trap.
Clone Trooper: We could go in first and trigger the trap.
Obi-Wan: You guys need a union.
Moctezuma sent out hundreds of our elite cuauhlocelotl and cuauchicqueh warriors, our eagle-jaguars and Shorn Ones, blessed by the priests and given the finest swords and spears, adorned with the finest feathers. Many of our people gathered to look at them as they organized, and were full of pride and triumph. They saw Aztec warriors equal to non, a dread force fit to hunt down our enemies and leave none standing. They saw hope in its entirety, and an end to doubt and fear.
I saw only the walking dead.
—Quetzacthulhu, by Set Sytes
