All Quiet on the Western Front
1930
Paul Bäumer: You still think it's beautiful to die for your country. The first bombardment taught us better. When it comes to dying for country, it's better not to die at all.
Katczinsky: At the next war let all the Kaisers, presidents and generals and diplomats go into a big field and fight it out first among themselves. That will satisfy us and keep us at home.
Paul Bäumer: We live in the trenches out there. We fight. We try not to be killed, but sometimes we are. That's all.
(last lines) Soldier 1: Your deal. Get his name and number? Soldier 2: Yeah. Corporal Stanislaus Katczinsky, 306.
(first title card) Title card: This story is neither an accusation nor a confession, and least of all an adventure, for death is not an adventure to those who stand face to face with it. It will try simply to tell of a generation of men who, even though they may have escaped its shells, were destroyed by the war...
(first lines) Man cleaning doorknob: Thirty thousand. Maid: From the Russians? Man cleaning doorknob: No, from the French. From the Russians we capture more than that every day.
Tjaden: Me and the Kaiser, we are both fighting. The only difference is the Kaiser isn't here!
Paul Bäumer: And our bodies are earth. And our thoughts are clay. And we sleep and eat with death.
Paul Bäumer: War isn't the way it looks back here.