Quotes Seasons 6-8

<body topmargin=0 leftmargin=0 marginheight=0 marginwidth=0> <table cellpadding=0 cellspacing=0 border=0><tr> <td valign="top" colspan=2 height=100 BGCOLOR="#CCCCFF" TEXT="#080000" bgproperties="fixed" background="05100640egdysm.jpg"> <div> <FONT SIZE="5" COLOR="#000066" FACE="Arial" ><B>Harriet on JAG</B></FONT><FONT SIZE="5" COLOR="#000099" FACE="Arial" ><B> </B></FONT><B>    |     </B><A HREF="index.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Harriet on JAG"><U><B>home</B></U></A></div> <div> <A HREF="id43.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Quotes Seasons 25"><U>Quotes Seasons 2-5</U></A>   |   <B>Quotes Seasons 6-8</B></div> <div> </div> </td> </tr><tr> <td valign="top" width=200 BGCOLOR="#0000BF" TEXT="#F7F7FF"> <div> <B>Favorite Harriet Quotes from Seasons 6 through the present</B></div> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <B><IMG SRC="112b58c0.jpg" border=0 width="181" height="140" ALIGN="BOTTOM" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0"></B></div> <div> <B>For quick access to a specific season (on this page):</B></div> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <A HREF="id44_m.htm#6" TARGET="TRLX_Middle" TITLE="Quotes Seasons 68"><U><B>Season 6</B></U></A></div> <div> <A HREF="id44_m.htm#7" TARGET="TRLX_Middle" TITLE="Quotes Seasons 68"><U><B>Season 7</B></U></A></div> <div> <A HREF="id44_m.htm#season_8" TARGET="TRLX_Middle" TITLE="Quotes Seasons 68"><U><B>Season 8</B></U></A></div> <bR> </td> <td valign="top" height=380 BGCOLOR="#FFFFFF" TEXT="#080000"> <div> <I>Quotes Seasons 6-8</I></div> <div> <FONT SIZE="4" COLOR="#000066" FACE="Engravers MT" ><I>Season 6</I></FONT><I> <A NAME="6"><IMG BORDER="0" SRC="1x1.gif" HEIGHT="1" ALIGN="bottom" WIDTH="1" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0" ></A></I></div> <div> <B>JAG TV</B></div> <div> <IMG SRC="07effc20.jpg" border=0 width="255" height="194" ALIGN="RIGHT" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0">Harriet: Ma'am I... that is to say we...would like to talk to you. </div> <div> Mac:     Is everything OK? </div> <div> Harriet: Yes, Ma'am. It's about Sarah. </div> <div> Mac:    Who's Sarah? </div> <div> Bud:    Well, technically you are, Ma'am. Sarah. So we decided to call our baby girl Sarah. If that's OK with you, Colonel.</div> <div> Mac:   I'd like that. </div> <bR> <div> <B>A Separate Peace, part 2</B></div> <div> Harriet: I never got to hold Sarah ...her eyes were open. She looked right at me, then they took her away. Harm, she died in the other room, without me there. She was a person. I lived with her for nine months. She had a name. </div> <bR> <div> <B>Touch and Go</B></div> <div> Harriet: I'm back to full duty now. </div> <div> Gunny:  I'm aware of that, Ma'am </div> <div> Harriet: Which means I'm capable of organizing my own desk. </div> <div> Gunny:  It won't happen again, Ma'am. Welcome back. </div> <div> Harriet: Gunny, you know why I'm back? </div> <div> Gunny:  No. Ma'am. </div> <div> Harriet: ‘Cause I wanted to be around people who care about me. </div> <div> Gunny:  Yes, Ma'am. </div> <div> Harriet: Thank you. </div> <div> Gunny:  Yes, Ma'am. </div> <bR> <div> <B>Valor</B></div> <div> A.J.:      The Colonel's marriage...</div> <div> Harriet: Yes, Sir? </div> <div> A.J.:      Did I miss the engagement party? </div> <div> Harriet: No, Sir, there wasn't one. Except for the toast that you made in the conference room. </div> <div> A.J.:     Oh, right, well isn't there normally one? </div> <div> Harriet: Yes, Sir, and I'd be the one to throw it, but our apartment is way too small and there's crayon on the walls... </div> <div> A.J.:     So have it somewhere else. </div> <div> Harriet; Well, I didn't want to impose on anyone, Sir. </div> <div> A.J.:      Nonsense. We're all a family here. </div> <div> Harriet: Well, it's not too late, Sir. </div> <div> A.J.:      Then let's do it. </div> <div> Harriet: OK, Sir, I'll let everybody know. Thank you, Sir! </div> <div> A.J.:      Thank you for what? ...Lieutenant? </div> <div> ***</div> <div> <IMG SRC="134e5af0.jpg" border=0 width="229" height="175" ALIGN="RIGHT" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0">Harriet: Bud tells me everything. </div> <div> Renee: Isn't that kind of scary? </div> <div> Harriet: No. Not most of the time... except... </div> <div> Renee: What? Other women? </div> <div> Harriet: Actually, it's men. </div> <div> Renee: Men!? Bud? </div> <div> Harriet: Space men. Bud is deeply involved in the search for intelligent life in the universe. </div> <div> *** </div> <div> Harriet: Is Harm giving you trouble? </div> <div> Renee: Did I say that? </div> <div> Harriet: Harm gives everybody trouble. </div> <div> Renee: Look, I know that you and Harm are close... </div> <div> Harriet: Close, if it hadn't been for Bud, Harm would've come after me a long time ago... NOT. </div> <div> *** </div> <div> Harriet: ...You're spontaneous and fun and he's... </div> <div> Renee: Not? </div> <div> ***</div> <div> <IMG SRC="136c2bf0.jpg" border=0 width="194" height="191" ALIGN="LEFT" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0">(Harriet and Renee are getting a little tipsy after drinking so much wine.)</div> <div> Renee: What happens if Harm never wants to get... </div> <div> Harriet: Married? </div> <div> Renee: When did marriage become such a dirty word? </div> <div> Harriet: I did it. </div> <div> Renee: You did it. </div> <div> Harriet: I did. </div> <div> Renee: You did. Even Mac set a date. GOD, I pray every DAY Brumby doesn't get hit by a bus. </div> <div> Harriet: That would be terrible! </div> <div> Renee: Beyond terrible! </div> <div> *****</div> <div> (They are getting more and more tipsy!)</div> <div> Renee: Love turns everyone into a sap!</div> <div> Harriet: Oh, I don't know.  I think some people can carry it off with "diggity."</div> <bR> <div> <B>To Walk on Wings</B></div> <div> A.J.:    Lieutenant, your job is not to second guess a... what... 25 year old court martial? Your job is to make sure everything runs smoothly between this office and the Pentagon. And starting right now, you will dedicate one hundred percent of your time and effort to YOUR job. Is that understood? </div> <div> Harriet: Yes, Sir. </div> <div> A.J.:      Good. </div> <div> Harriet: Aye, aye, Sir. </div> <div> A.J.:      Lt.? Of course, if you want to pursue the inquiry on your own time... </div> <div> Harriet: Thank you, Sir. </div> <div> *** </div> <div> A.J.:     Lt., what ever happened about that Latrelle case? </div> <div> Harriet: It was a dead end, Sir. I guess I was wrong. </div> <div> A.J.:     Sorry to hear that, but taking the initiative like you did, it's good to see. </div> <div> Harriet: Thank you, Sir. Maybe next time I'll get it right. </div> <bR> <div> <B>Lifeline</B></div> <div> Harriet: This is a great party, Admiral. </div> <div> A.J.:      Yes, it is. I'm glad you talked me into having it, Harriet. </div> <div> Bud:      Harriet can con anybody into doing anything, Sir. Not that this party is a con, Sir. It's a great idea... which I'm sure you would have come up with even if Harriet hadn't... </div> <div> A.J.:     ...Conned me into it? ...I think that I'll have a glass of wine.</div> <bR> <div> <B>Adrift, part 1</B></div> <div> <IMG SRC="080a4a40.jpg" border=0 width="164" height="164" ALIGN="LEFT" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0"></div> <div> Harriet: I'm so happy for you. Aren't You happy for you? </div> <div> Mac:     Yeah, of course. </div> <div> Harriet: It's just, you've been a little quiet lately. </div> <bR> <bR> <bR> <bR> <bR> <bR> <div> <FONT SIZE="4" COLOR="#000066" FACE="Engravers MT" ><I>Season 7</I></FONT> <A NAME="7"><IMG BORDER="0" SRC="1x1.gif" HEIGHT="1" ALIGN="bottom" WIDTH="1" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0" ></A></div> <div> <B>The Measure of Men</B></div> <div> A.J.:      Did you resent your mother when you were a teenager? </div> <div> Harriet: Yes, Sir. </div> <div> A.J.:      When did you get over it? </div> <div> Harriet: Still working on that, Sir.  Every phone call a challenge, every holiday a siege!</div> <bR> <div> <B>JAGathon</B></div> <div> Harriet {to Lt. Singer}: I wish you would stop kicking us on your way to the top,we would all have less bruises, and you would be less alone.</div> <bR> <div> <B>Odd Man Out</B></div> <div> Sergei:      I thought you were another Lieutenant. (thinking that Harriet was Lt. Singer)</div> <div> Harriet:     Thankfully, I am.</div> <bR> <div> <B>Exculpatory Evidence</B></div> <div> Bud:    Lt. Singer, you said you were going to kick my a%#, and I think you did a pretty good job. Want to join us?</div> <div> Singer: How does he DO that? </div> <div> Harriet: You'd need a heart transplant to understand that, Ma'am. </div> <bR> <div> <B>Port Chicago</B></div> <div> <IMG SRC="0ffa79f0.jpg" border=0 width="167" height="159" ALIGN="LEFT" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0">Harriet:   Plus Bud and I are thinking about having another child.</div> <div> Harm:     Really?  That's great, Harriet.</div> <div> Harriet:   Difficult, though with Bud gone for six months at a time.</div> <div> Harm:     E-mail only goes so far.</div> <div> ***</div> <div> Harriet:   Sir, do you ever think about buying a house?</div> <div> Harm:     Not unless I get married.</div> <div> Harriet:  Unless or until?</div> <bR> <bR> <div> <B>In Country</B></div> <div> <IMG SRC="107f3bc0.jpg" border=0 width="243" height="188" ALIGN="RIGHT" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0">Harriet:  You wouldn't, you little coward.</div> <div> Singer:  I'm not a coward.</div> <div> Harriet:  No?  How about you and I forget that we're Lieutenants for five minutes...just you and me.</div> <div> Singer:  And then what?</div> <div> {They both walk into Singer's office, where Harriet proceeds to punch Singer.  Harriet, satisfied, walks out of the office.}</div> <div> Tiner:     Excuse me, Lt.  Are you all right, ma'am?</div> <div> Harriet:  Perfect!</div> <bR> <div> <I>Season 8</I><I> <A NAME="season_8"><IMG BORDER="0" SRC="1x1.gif" HEIGHT="1" ALIGN="bottom" WIDTH="1" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0" ></A></I></div> <div> <B>The Promised Land</B></div> <div> Harriet: The doctor on the Guadalcanal is really encouraged with Bud's recovery. They said in time, he should be fully functional. </div> <div> Bud:     Which I told them would actually be an improvement over the way I used to be!</div> <div> *****</div> <div> <IMG SRC="1376c820.jpg" border=0 width="108" height="130" ALIGN="LEFT" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0"></div> <div> Bud:     I didn't want you to have to look at my leg before you were ready.</div> <div> Harriet: The only thing I would have trouble looking at is your casket.</div> <bR> <bR> <bR> <bR> <bR> <div> <B>Have a favorite quote you want added?  Just</B><A HREF="id19.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Fan Mail/Contact Site Owner"><U><B> </B></U></A><FONT SIZE="2" COLOR="#000066" FACE="Arial" ><A HREF="id19.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Fan Mail/Contact Site Owner"><U><B>e-mail</B></U></A></FONT><A HREF="id19.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Fan Mail/Contact Site Owner"><U><B> </B></U></A><B>me!</B></div> <bR> </td> </tr></table></body>