American Sniper (2015) - Quotes

Taglines: 160 kills made history

Taglines: One bullet can tell the story

Taglines: The most lethal sniper in U.S. history

Chris Kyle: I got something 1900 yards out.

Army Ranger: Fuck, we can't even see that far out. Hold your fire. You'll expose us all.

D: He's right. That's a no pointer.

Chris Kyle: Correction, It's 2100 yards out.

D: That's more than a mile. Impossible shot, Chris.

Chris Kyle: [after adjusting his scope; into his headset] It's him. I got eyes on target. Initiate QRF, over.

Predator operator: Copy that. Quick reaction force 20 minutes out.

Chris Kyle: He has eyes on our guys.

D: Can you confirm it's him?

Chris Kyle: It's him. Oh, it's him.

D: It's your call, Chris.

Army Ranger: Quick reaction force is 20 minutes out. Stand the fuck down.

D: You got it, take it, man.

Chris Kyle: Aim small, miss small. Do it for Biggles.

Army Ranger: You just fucked us, Legend.

Chris Kyle: Tango down.

Army Ranger: [into his headset] We need QRF, ASAP!

D: Mission accomplished.

Chris Kyle: He had eyes on our guys. I took him out.

Army Ranger: Yeah, now we're fucked like a football bat.

D: Biggles would be proud. You did it, Chris.

Taya Renae Kyle: [after Chris wants to redeploy again] Do you wanna die? Is that what this is?

Chris Kyle: No.

Taya Renae Kyle: Just tell me. Tell me why you do it. I want to understand.

Chris Kyle: Baby, I do it for you. I do it to protect you.

Taya Renae Kyle: [shakes her head in disbelief] No, you don't.

Chris Kyle: Yes, I do.

Taya Renae Kyle: I'm here. Your family is here. Your children have no father.

Chris Kyle: I love to serve my country.

Taya Renae Kyle: Such fucking bullshit! You don't know when to quit. You did your part. We sacrificed enough. You let somebody else go!

Chris Kyle: Let somebody else go?

Taya Renae Kyle: Yeah.

Chris Kyle: Yeah, well, I couldn't live with myself…

Taya Renae Kyle: [cutting him off; crying] Yeah, well, you find a way. You have to. Okay, I need you to be human again. I need you here. If you leave us again, I don't think we'll be here when you get back.

Chris Kyle: Come here. Come here.

V.A. Doctor: Would you be surprised if I told you that Navy has credited you with... over 160 kills?

V.A. Doctor: Do you ever think that... you might have seen things or... done some things over there that you wish you hadn't?

Chris Kyle: Oh, that's not me. No.

V.A. Doctor: What's not you?

Chris Kyle: I was just protecting my guys, they were trying to kill... our soldiers and I... I'm willing to meet my Creator and answer for every shot that I took. The thing that... haunts me are all the guys that I couldn't save. Now I'm willing and able to... be there but I'm not, I'm here. I quit.

V.A. Doctor: So you wish you could've saved more guys?

Chris Kyle: Yes, sir.

V.A. Doctor: You can walk down any hall in this hospital. Looks like plenty soldiers need saving.

V.A. Doctor: You want to take a walk?

Chris Kyle: Sure.

Taya Kyle: I'm making memories by myself. I have no one to share them with.

Chris Kyle: Yeah, well, we don't got all our lives forever.

Taya Kyle: [Chris gently takes their daughter from her] When does that start? Even when you're here, you're not here. I see you, I feel you, but you're not here. I hate the Teams for it. I do. You're my husband. You're the father of my children, but they're the ones that pull you back.

Chris Kyle: Yeah, you see, they can't wait, but we can.

Taya Kyle: [clearly hurt by what he just said; a tear falls from her eye] If you think this war isn't changing you, you're wrong. You can only circle the flames so long. It's true.

Chris Kyle: [to his pregnant wife] You're the most beautiful thing I've ever seen.

Taya Renae Kyle: I have an alien growing inside of me.

Taya Renae Kyle: Did you always want to be a soldier?

Chris Kyle: I wanted to be a cowboy, but I did that and felt I needed something more.

Taya Renae Kyle: So you decided to rescue girls from bars?

Chris Kyle: I think I rescued the bar from you.

Chris Kyle: I'm not redneck; I'm Texan!

Taya Renae Kyle: What's the difference?

Chris Kyle: We ride horses, they ride their cousins.

Marc Lee: You got some kind of savior complex?

Chris Kyle: No. I just want to get the bad guys, but if I can't see them I can't shoot them.

Tony: Squirrel! Where'd you hide your nuts?

Squirrel: Nuts crawled up inside, sir. Those little shits are gone. They're nice and warm though now, sir.

Instructor #2: D, what are you still doing in my line trying to make this team? Everybody knows black guys don't swim!

D: It's alright, sir. I'm not black!

Instructor #2: No?

D: No I'm the new black. We run slow, we jump low, we swim good, and we shop at Gap. And I make the white folk proud, and I hose down their ladies. I dick em down!

Taya Renae Kyle: Hello?

Chris Kyle: Baby?

Taya Renae Kyle: Baby I can't hear you!

Chris Kyle: I'm ready. I'm ready to come home. I'm ready to come home baby!

Wayne Kyle: There are three types of people in this world: sheep, wolves, and sheepdogs. Some people prefer to believe that evil doesn't exist in the world, and if it ever darkened their doorstep, they wouldn't know how to protect themselves. Those are the sheep. Then you've got predators, who use violence to prey on the weak. They're the wolves. And then there are those blessed with the gift of aggression, an overpowering need to protect the flock. These men are the rare breed who live to confront the wolf. They are the sheepdog.

Taya Renae Kyle: I need you... to be human again. I need you here.

Taya Renae Kyle: [to Chris while he's driving] You're fucking crazy, you know that?

Taya Renae Kyle: If you think that this war isn't changing you you're wrong. You can only circle the flames so long.

Chris Kyle: [whispers to himself before killing the Iraqi sniper with his rifle] Just one small mistep. Do it for Bickels. Tanya Regimand could sit on my face

Chris Kyle: [whispers to himself as he points his rifle at an Iraqi boy carrying an RPG launcher; pause; his finger starts trembling on the trigger. The boy eventually drops the RPG and he sighs in relief] Don't pick it up... Drop it!

Chris Kyle: God, country, family, right?