Col. Hollis Farr: [Singing "The SAC Song" by Tom Lehrer] Here at SAC we're filled with pride There's just one thing we can't decide Which we'd rather be clobbered by-- An enemy attack or ORI! Our wing commander's got a racket, But sometimes it's hard to hack it, Whenever he gets his wife alone, Ding-a-ling-aling goes the little red phone! Oh we start a seven day alert, For a week we will not see a skirt, But we know it's part of SAC's main goal, To test our positive control! Absence makes the heart grow fonder, Whatever became of the Wild Blue Yonder? How we wish the good old days were back-- at SAC!

Col. Hollis Farr: But what about this request for transfer?
Col. Jim Caldwell: I never saw it.
Col. Hollis Farr: Aw, come on! If you stall around on this, all he'll do is go to the Inspector General. Why go out on a limb?
Col. Jim Caldwell: Out on a limb? How in the hell do you think I've been living since I took this job? What's wrong with going out on a limb, Hollis?
Col. Hollis Farr: Don't get excited. I didn't mean it that way.
Col. Jim Caldwell: Well, I'd like to know exactly what you did mean.
Col. Hollis Farr: I... I just meant you should be careful the way you handle it.
Col. Jim Caldwell: You leave this one with me. And if somebody saws off that limb it'll be my neck, not yours!

Col. Jim Caldwell: It's been one big happy family, hasn't it? The fishing's good at Grant's Pass? Tell Hollis Farr; he'll OK a leave! You don't like the seven-day alert? Tell Hollis Farr; he aims to please! He's not out on any limb; no sir! Let the wing commander stick his neck out! Hang on as vice-commander until something cushier turns up - and don't ever get in a spot where they can turn the heat on you. Well, it's about time somebody did. And if a man can't stand the heat, the best thing to do is stay out of the kitchen.
[turns to leave his office]
Col. Hollis Farr: [shoves the door closed with the palm of his hand] You know something. I once said you didn't have enough heel in you to be a wing commander. You've got enough for the entire Air Force!

Col. Jim Caldwell: You could have contacted me last night before you sent that plane up.
Col. Hollis Farr: Yes, I could have, couldn't it?
Col. Jim Caldwell: How did you like it out there on that "limb"?
Col. Hollis Farr: Gets uh... kind of breezy, doesn't it?
Col. Jim Caldwell: It sure does. And you stay with it, pal. You might even get to like it after a while.

Gen. 'Happy Jack' Kirby: Col. Farr, you're aware of the peacetime regulation against sending up an aircraft without full power?
Col. Hollis Farr: Yes, sir.
Col. Jim Caldwell: Sir, we're simulating wartime conditions. I would have made the same decision.
Gen. 'Happy Jack' Kirby: [scratches one cheek, then the other] So would I. And I'm not going to score it as an abort.
[cracks a smile and exits]
Col. Hollis Farr: We're in.
Col. Jim Caldwell: He didn't even mention the bombing scores.
Col. Hollis Farr: Oh, I'll guarantee you they're great. Listen, he smiled at you. When 'Happy Jack' smiles at a wing commander, that's like giving him the Airman Of The Year Award.

Gen. Aymes: I just wonder if your timing is good.
Col. Jim Caldwell: Because of the ORI?
Gen. Aymes: No. Because it might look as if you have personal reasons. There's been talk, Jim. About Hollis and Victoria.
Col. Jim Caldwell: Even the grapevine around here is below par. I can't run a wing on what people think. I want him out of here.