Quotes
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Fraser : There are strange things done in the midnight sun, by the men who -
[trips and falls]
Ray Vecchio : Toil for gold! Yeah, yeah, I heard that one, and then they shot that Sam McGee guy. I told you, I went camping before.
Fraser : Moil, Ray. And they cremated him. It was Dan McGrew that they shot.
Ray Vecchio : Did they catch the guy?
Fraser : It's a poem, Ray.
Ray Vecchio : Oh. Moil, huh?
Fraser : Yes, moil, not toil.
Ray Vecchio : Aaah, moil, toil, who cares?
Fraser : Robert Service, apparently.
Ray Vecchio : Who's he?
Fraser : The poet.
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Ray Vecchio : We're lost.
Fraser : No, we're not. We just don't know where we are.
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Fraser : [suspicious of the pilot] The Territories are northwest, Ray. We've been flying south for two hours. He's also ignoring radio calls and occasionally flying underneath radar coverage.
Ray Vecchio : So what are you saying, we're being hijacked?
Fraser : No, no, not necessarily. But the chafing on his wrists is consistent with a man who's recently been in handcuffs. Add to that the blood on the back of his flight suit, and the prominent bullet hole, well - I leave it up to you.
Ray Vecchio : You couldn't have mentioned this earlier?
Fraser : It's a moot point, Ray. He has a gun, we don't.
Ray Vecchio : This isn't a trick, is it?
Fraser : On my word of honour.
[Ray pulls out his backup gun]
Fraser : But I will have to arrest you, of course, once we land.
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Fraser : I think I hear a nest of furry nightcrawlers.
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Fraser Sr. : When I first joined the Mounted Police, all the equipment we got was a paper bag and a pointed stick. We used the bag to boil tea and the stick was for killing game and if you lost either of them, they charged you for it.
Fraser : Are you ill?
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Ray Vecchio : Hey, Benny, how long did you say this flight was, anyway?
Fraser : Four hours.
Ray Vecchio : Okay, so where's the john?
[Fraser looks blankly at Ray]
Ray Vecchio : Greeeeat.
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Fraser : Dad, I don't know if it's escaped your attention, but only very recently, I received a massive blow to my head!
Fraser Sr. : Yeah... well... you've still got a few good hours left in you. Go get him!
Fraser : What?
Fraser Sr. : Go get your man!
Fraser : Oh, good, I'm glad you brought this up! Just explain this to me, once and for all, explain to me - why is it that we always have to get our man?
Fraser Sr. : Well, it's the motto, son!
Fraser : It is not!
Fraser Sr. : It is!
Fraser : It is not! It is definitely not our motto! Our motto actually is 'Maintain the Right'!
Fraser Sr. : Main - maintain the wh...?
Fraser : Maintain the Right! Now what you're telling me is that we should pursue people to the ends of the earth for a motto that isn't even our motto!
Fraser Sr. : Oh. Well, it must be the new one, then. The old one just used to be go get your man, and bring him back alive, or something... go get him.
