Taj: I will not fight alongside scavengers who pick gold from the teeth of dead Russians!
Kaminski: I hate this fucking country.
Koverchenko: Well, sir, the roadwheel's cracked. Kaminski drank our brakes. We're low on petrol. The battery's low. We're losing oil. If the engine heats up it's gonna seize. The terrain, obviously against us. We have no rations. The Mujas behind us don't seem to run on rations, petrol, or anything we know of. And they have an RPG. Their aim is getting better. Sir.
Samad: It is called "Pashtunwali". It's the code of honor.
Samad: Three obligations. First, "Melmastia", hospitality. Second, "Badal", revenge. Third, "Nanawateh", the obligation to give sanctuary to all those who ask.
Koverchenko: To all?
Koverchenko: Even the enemy?
Koverchenko: What if I kill your brother and you came for Badal, revenge? And I ask for Nanawateh?
Samad: Then I would be obligated to feed, clothe and protect you.
Koverchenko: That's incredibly civilized.
Daskal: This time your insubordination is going get you a court martial!
Koverchenko: So will killing your own men, sir!
Koverchenko: Why did that rebel we ran over laugh at me?
Samad: He wasn't laughing at you, he was happy. Such men believe if they die in a holy war they will go to paradise.
Koverchenko: Is that what you believe?
Samad: After university, I don't know what I believe.
Taj: You said you could destroy the tank in one shot!
Moustafa: Maybe it was not the will of Allah.
Taj: Maybe you are just a bad shot!
Daskal: Get back in the tank.
Kaminski: What for?
Daskal: Because I said so.
Golikov: We're going home, sir.
Daskal: Yeah. In the tank.
Kaminski: Why can't we go home in the fucking helicopter?
Daskal: Because you're tankers.
Taj: (in Pashtun, to Koverchenko) Eat.
Sherina: (in Pashtun, to Koverchenko) Choke.
Kaminski: On the way!
(agreeing to help the Mujahadeen)
Koverchenko: Yeah, I'll kaboom tank.
Kaminski: You better watch your ass, Koverchenko. You know, sometimes Afghan snipers pick off tank drivers.
Koverchenko: Sometimes tank drivers pick 'em off first, Kaminski.
Kaminski: I need a woman!
Golikov: Maybe you'll find another sheep.
Kaminski: Maybe I will!
(Koverchenko and Daskal are in the tank removing a dud shell from the cannon breech)
Daskal: Just tell me one thing; why do you stick up for the Afghan?
Koverchenko: Because he's doing the best he can, sir.
Daskal: That's what worries me.
(he then opens the cannon breech as the dud shell falls out into Koverchenko's arms)
Daskal: (drinks from Kaminski's canteen and spits it out) Brake fluid?
Koverchenko: No wonder they don't work.