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All field Marines got it.
And you'll have it too
Bullshit. I can't hear you.
Cease fire.
Congratulations, Leonard.
Delta Six Actual, this is Murphy. Over.
Do any of you people know where these individuals learned how to shoot?
Do it.
Do we love our beloved Corps, ladies?
Do you walk the walk?
Doc. Doc. Doc.
Down the road. Two Five.
Fucking hard core.
Get some, baby.
Get some.
Get up here. You're too slow. Move it. Move it.
Goddamn it. No.
Got the blue balls, crabs And the seven year itch
Government officials, policemen, ARVlN officers, school teachers.
He's hit three fucking times. He can't wait that long.
Here, man.
Here, you are all equally worthless
I draw fire watch.
I hate Vietnam.
I mean, we're getting killed for these people...
I played ball for Notre Dame.
I think Leonard's a Section Eight
I think you've been cheated.
I want the third team up this road here
I will?
I'll fix it up, sir.
I'm Lieutenant Cleves and I'm from Hartford, Connecticut.
I'm not real...
If they decide to hit us, we'll have to pull back fast.
If your killer instincts are not clean and strong...
Is that you, John Wayne? Is this me?
It don't surprise me.
Jesus H. Christ.
Jesus H. Christ. You're not a writer, you're a killer.
Kill, kill, kill
Lawrence Welk Show is out on TV in two weeks
Lawrence? Lawrence what, of Arabia?
Left one over the right.
Left, right, left. Port.
Let's get the fuck out of here.
Listen up, pilgrim.
Marine, what is that button on your body armor?
My people call me Mr. Touchdown.
My rifle is my best friend. It is my life.
My thoughts drift back to erect nipple wet dreams...
No, sir. We're reporters from Stars and Stripes.
Nobody hates you, Leonard
One, two, three, 26.
Only faggots and sailors are called Lawrence.
Operating rod guide.
Our last night on the island.
Our position is about half a klick north of Checkpoint Four
Private Snowball, you're fired. Private Joker is promoted to squad leader
Quickly, move it out.
Remember, it's just a bad dream, fat boy.
Roger. Understand
Shoot me.
Sir what? Were you about to call me an asshole?
Sir, because I'm too heavy, sir.
Sir, excuse for what, sir?
Sir, yes, sir.
So we clear it out and we roll the tanks in...
Thank God for the sickle cell, huh?
That's right. And do you know how far away he was?
The crazy fucker starts jerking off in the waiting room.
The Marine Corps does not want robots
There are many like it, but this one is mine.
These enemy grunts are as hard as slant eyed drill instructors.
They say the same thing every year
This is for fighting, this is for fun
This is for fighting, this is for fun
This is for fighting, this is for fun
This is my rifle, this is my gun
This is my rifle.
To show our appreciation for so much power...
Wait, One.
We are the masters of our enemy.
We hump down to the Perfume River to set in for the night
Well, any fucking time, sweetheart.
Well, I got a joke for you.
Well, that's why God passed the law of probability.
Well, there's one thing that you won't like, Snowball:
Were you born a fat, slimy, scumbag puke piece of shit, Private Pyle?
What do we get for $1 0?
What I thought about a war, what I thought a war was
Whichever you say
Who's the slimy little communist shit, twinkle toed cocksucker down here...
Who's your squad leader, scumbag?
Yeah, we might party.
You are a worthless piece of shit, Pyle. Get out of my face.
You don't scare me. Work on it.
You know he's never been in the shit. He ain't got the stare.
You know, was supposed to be.
You think we waste gooks for freedom?
You will learn by the numbers. I will teach you.
Your ass looks like about 1 50 pounds of chewed bubble gum. Do you know that?
Your right shoulder.
Been getting any? Only your sister.
Can I be in charge for a while? Sir, yes, sir.
Gomer Pyle. Sir, yes, sir.
Holy shit. It's the Joker. You old motherfucker.
I ain't ready for this shit. Amen.
Joker. Sir, yes, sir
P. T. P. T.
Sir, aye, aye, sir. Disappear, scumbag.
Sir, no, sir. Get down.
Sir, no, sir. How tall are you, private?
Sir, yes, sir. Private Joker, why did you join my Corps?
Sweep and clear, got it? Got it. Very catchy.
Was it you, you scroungy little fuck? Sir, no, sir.
You mind if we tag along, sir? No problem. Welcome aboard.
... are not allowed to die without permission.
... barking at the moon and visiting his dead relatives.
... but under fire, Animal Mother's one of the finest human beings in the world.
... has occupied all of the city of Hue south of the Perfume River.
... if Hartman comes in here and catches us...
... if it short dicks every cannibal on the Congo.
... in one piece and short.
... is Christmas.
... is clean.
... then ask for seconds
... we play ours.
... who just signed his own death warrant?
... you owe me for one jelly doughnut
421 2, Basic Military Journalism