"Okay, Al, you're right. Today's a great day.
The day I beat Mustangs pompous mug before
the whole army and get some damn respect!"
Edward: Well, here we are.
[sighs]
Alphonse: What's the matter?
Edward: What do you think is the matter? Once again I'll have to listen to Colonel Sarcasm tell me how I screwed up. '
Struck out on the Philosopher's Stone again, huh? How am I supposed to keep funding this goose chase? Money doesn't grow on trees there, chief! Huh? Ed? Where'd you run off to? Oh right, there you are, I couldn't see you behind my paperwork, seeing as how your so short and all. Ha ha ha!' Yeah, I know, we're already here so I might as well get the verbal abuse over with.
Ed: Your stomach purring?
Al: Yes! I mean no. I mean... You know it's still raining outside!
Al: So what's your strategy?
Ed: I already told you; a fist in his face!
Mustang: You can't say I didn't try to protect the kid, but I'll dutifully obey my orders. At least until I become Fuhrer and every one of them is obeying me.
Hawkeye: Be more discrete about those declarations sir, some would call them treason.
Havoc: She's right, chief, it's a presumptuous thing to say, you got a death wish or something?
Mustang: That's a stupid question, Havoc. I say it because it's true. And when I'm Fuhrer, there'll be changes... That day, all female officers will be required to wear- TINY MINISKIRTS!
(Hawkeye sighs, Havoc gets a nosebleed)
Havoc:
[grabs his leg] You're a miracle Mustang! I'll follow you the rest of my life!
Mustang: Yes!
Edward: DON'T CALL ME SMALL! I'LL BREAK DOWN YOUR FEET AND STICK THEM ON YOUR HEAD!!
Mustang: Wow Ed, you've really made some bang for our buck.
Edward: Don't start with me okay? You're the one who told to go to Lior, for a stone that turned out to be fake.
Mustang: That's true, but I didn't tell you to unseat their fabled prophet.
Edward: Yeah, now a town ripe for uprising is under the control of the military again. Wait, was that your plan all along?
Edward: Yep, you're the same as ever Major, nice and insane.
Mustang:
[Ed is hiding from his flame attack in the crowd] Well I guess I can't torch you all.
[Raising his vioce] This is hard, he's such a
small target!
Edward: Who are you calling small! -
[Mustang blows up the area around Ed]
Mustang: If your opponent is of cholric temper, seek to irritate and never fall for an enemy's taunts.
[surveys the destruction and injuries to other soliders caused by his flame attack] Okay, maybe I overdid it.
Mustang: Dog, huh...
[suddenly smiles] I love dogs!
Fuery: Really? You mean it?
Mustang: Of course! Dogs embody loyalty! They follow their master's commands above all else! Be a jerk to them and they don't complain! And they never once beg for a paycheck! Trust me, Fuery, they are the great servants of Men! Loyal Canine How We Salute Thee!
Edward: Al, be rational. We don't have the means to care for it. You can't just go picking up any stray you see.
Alphonse: It's not any stray... He called to me! He's wet and hungry! Can't we keep him?
Edward: No, Al! Now go put it back where you found it!
Alphonse: [burst into tears] I hate you brother, you're not even human!
[runs away]Edward: Come on, Al, don't run! Think of the kitten!
Alphonse: I know, I am! I'm the only one who is!