God, that's loud! My ear canals are very sensitive. They're stainless steel. Took a bullet...

[Jets start their engines] Admiral Benson: God, that's loud! My ear canals are very sensitive. They're stainless steel. Took a bullet at Corregidor, 1945. Passed straight through my head from one ear to the other. Here, look at this. [Admiral Benson takes a handkerchief and inserts it in his left ear passing it through his head and out the right ear] Air Controller: [air controller gets his earplugs out] We have these to hold down the sound, sir. Admiral Benson: Oh, good. Thanks. [Admiral Benson swallows the earplugs] Admiral Benson: Let's hope they do the trick. Hand me the microphone, boy. [the air traffic controller hands the Admiral the microphone, but it accidently hits the Admiral in the forehead] Admiral Benson: Ow! Be careful! Ever since D-Day, 1944, this plate in my head has been sensitive.

God, that's loud. My ear canals are very sensitive. Stainless steel. Took a bullet in Corregidor. Passed straight through. Look at this. Huh? We have these to hold down the sound, sir. Oh, good. Thanks. Let's hope they do the trick. Give me the mike, boy. For the love of God, man, be careful! Ever since Normandy, this is CorningWare. Those of you who excel during these aerial combat exercises will go on to make up the greatest fighting unit ever assembled. - Topper, keep that nose up! - He's never done that before. Red team leader, break off. Prepare to engage. Roger that. - Blue leader, prepare for action. - Roger that.