“OC, tell the other OC that we come in friendship.”  
“Dude, my big American friends are going to fuck you up if you don’t show us some blownup tanks.”  
“Habadabada? Habadadabada.”  
“Dude, these Iraqis love the fact that we are here. They fucking love freedom and they thought that those fireballs last night were fucking wicked, dude. You Americans have killed a lot of sand. The sand was… very evil.”  
“Tell the nice man if he doesn’t show me at least one blown-up tank, I’ll look very stupid and the other officers will laugh at me.  
“Dude, throw me a friggin’ bone here. How about a pickup truck with bald tires?”  
“Habdaba? Dabity daba.”  
“Lieutenant, this Hajji dude is totally bummed he can’t save your career. He’s got no tanks, but check it out, you can have his bitchin’ dog!”  
The Lieutenant was then handed a large, well-fed goat.