Ripper: I don’t know how well I could stand up under torture. 

Mandrake: Well of course the answer to that is, boy, no one ever does. And my advice to you, Jack, is to give me the code now. And if those devils come back and try any rough stuff, we’ll fight them together, boy, like we did just now, on the floor, eh? You with the old gun, and me with the belt and the ammo, feeding you, Jack! Feed me, you said, and I was feeding you, Jack.

—Dr. Strangelove: or,
How I learned to stop worrying and love the bomb