Navy S.E.A.L. sniper Chris Kyle's pinpoint accuracy saves countless lives on the battlefield and turns him into a legend. Back home to his wife and kids after four tours of duty, however, Chris finds that it is the war he can't leave behind.

Navy Doctor: Would you be surprised if I told you that Navy has credited you with... over 160 kills?
Chris Kyle: [Hums]
Navy 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.
Navy 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.
Chris Kyle: The thing that... haunts me are all the guys that I couldn't save.
Chris Kyle: Now I'm willing and able to... be there but I'm not, I'm here I quit.
Navy Doctor: You can walk down any hall in this hospital. Looks like plenty soldiers need saving.
Chris Kyle: [Hums]
Navy Doctor: You want to take a walk?
Chris Kyle: Sure.
Wayne Kyle: [to his sons] 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.
Wayne Kyle: Then you've got predators who use violence to prey on the weak. They're the wolves.
Wayne Kyle: 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: 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!
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: I'm not redneck; I'm Texan!
Taya Renae Kyle: What's the difference?
Chris Kyle: We ride horses, they ride their cousins.
Taya Renae Kyle: I need you... to be human again. I need you here.
Marc Lee: You got some kind of saviour complex?
Chris Kyle: No. I just want to get the bad guys, but if I can't see them I can't shoot them.
Taya Renae Kyle: You're my husband, you're the father of my children. Even when you're here, you're not here. I see you, I feel you, but you're not here.
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.
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: [from trailer] I'm willing to meet my creator and answer for every shot that I took...
Chris Kyle: [Chris sees his daughter crying being ignored by the nurse; the nurse is cradling another baby] Hey, that's my daughter!
Chris Kyle: God, country, family, right?
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.
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: [from trailer]
[to Chris]
Taya Renae Kyle: Have I ever told you that I'm so proud of you?
[she lovingly caresses Chris' face]
Taya Renae Kyle: You're such a great father...
Chris Kyle: [from trailer]
[whispers to himself as he points his rifle at an Iraqi boy carrying an RPG bomb]
Chris Kyle: Don't pick it up...
[pause]
Chris Kyle: Drop it!
[his finger starts trembling on the trigger]
Chris Kyle: The thing that, uh... haunts me are all the guys that I *couldn't* save.
Chris Kyle: Mustafa's got his peepers out.
Biggles: This motherfucker is Keyser fucking Söze, bro.
Instructor Rolle: [after Navy Seal rings bell] There it is! That is a quitter! You say goodbye, I say good riddance.
Chris Kyle: [shoots a snake next to the target range] I'm better when it's breathing.
Marc Lee: Growing up in Oregon we had this electric fence around our property. Us kids'd grab on to it to see who could hold on the longest. War feels kinda like that. Puts lightening in your bones, makes it hard to hold on to anything else.
Wynn: [hitting his target on the range] Who's the legend now?
Chris Kyle: That's a title you don't want. Trust me.
[first lines]
Chris Kyle: It's a fuckin' hot-box.
soldier: The fuckin' dirt here tastes like dog shit.
Chris Kyle: Ah, well you'd know, wouldn't you?

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