Dark Helmet: How many assholes do we have on this ship, anyway?
[Entire bridge crew stands up and raises a hand]
Entire Bridge Crew: Yo!
Dark Helmet: I knew it. I'm surrounded by assholes!
[Dark Helmet pulls his face shield down]
Dark Helmet: Keep firing, assholes!
Main character: I may not be a man of God, Reverend, but I know right and I know wrong and I have the good grace to know which is which.
Reverend: Oh, f**k off, grasshopper. [Reverend pulls out a pair of derringers from his cassock]