Lefty Cook: You don't look old enough to be a WW2 vet.
Rausch: Let's just say I've been well-preserved.
Jack: What good's it going to do seeing Lefty in his coffin?
Simpson: Jack, we're getting old. All we can do for each other now is see that we get buried right.
Shaw: Don't be so damned morose, Jack. We all die sometime.
Jack: We don't all get murdered, do we?
Rausch / Karl Steiner: You can't escape me, Marshak. I have a thousand years to find you.