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Full Metal Jacket (1987)

Full Metal Jacket (1987)

Full Metal Jacket is a critically acclaimed war film directed by Stanley Kubrick, released in 1987. Set during the Vietnam War, the movie follows a group of young soldiers as they endure the dehumanizing boot camp training under the ruthlessly strict Gunnery Sergeant Hartman, played by R. Lee Ermey. The ensemble cast features talented actors such as Matthew Modine, Vincent D'Onofrio, and Arliss Howard, who deliver remarkable performances as soldiers facing the harsh realities of warfare.

The intense and gripping storyline of Full Metal Jacket captivates audiences, exploring themes of masculinity, psychological trauma, and the dehumanizing effects of war. The film's haunting score, composed by Abigail Mead, perfectly complements the immersive and chaotic atmosphere.

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A bro in intelligence says Charlie might try to pull off something big during Tet.
A day without blood is like a day without sunshine.
A high school girl could do my job.
A killer, yes, sir.
A Marine gets it after he's been in the shit for too long.
A peace symbol, sir.
A young North Vietnamese Army regular, who realized his side could not win...
After we rotate back to the world...
Ain't never been fired and only dropped once.
Ain't war hell?
All fucking ******s must fucking hang.
All he needs is somebody to throw hand grenades at him the rest of his life.
All I've asked of my Marines is for them to obey my orders as they would God's word.
All right, knock it off.
All right?
All right.
All right. Yeah. This is my boogie.
Am I a life taker? Am I a heartbreaker?
Am I bad?
Amen.
An eight week college for the phony tough and the crazy brave.
And 50 water buffaloes too.
And before you ladies leave my island...
And combat action that results in a kill. Winning the war.
And get some good low angle stuff.
And my orders are to weed out all non hackers...
And the left one over the right.
And the way I see it, ladies...
And then you will be in a world of shit.
And you don't much look like a steer to me, so that kind of narrows it down.
And you will be faithful.
And, Joker, where's the weenie?
Animal Mother can be a rabid buffalo.
Animal Mother can be a rabid buffalo.
Animal, cease fire.
Any women or children?
Anybody know who Lee Harvey Oswald was?
Anybody see a sniper?
Anyone who runs is a VC.
Anyone who stands still...
Are those live rounds?
Are you going to fucking die, Pyle? Are you going to die on me?
Are you quitting on me?
Arm.
Arms.
Around the back.
As it happens, my present duties keep me where I belong...
As soon as you finish your bunks, I want you two turds to clean the head.
At ease.
Attaboy.
Attaboy.
Aye, aye, sir.
Back off, Mother.
Back off, white bread. Don't get between a dog and his meat.
Be glad to trade you some ARVlN rifles.
Be sure you only fuck the ones that cough.
Beautiful.
Because I am hard, you will not like me.
Because I'm so fucking good.
Because Marines...
Because this is the only pussy you people are going to get.
Because you were hungry.
Before God, I swear this creed.
Believe possible strong enemy forces occupying buildings in front of us.
Better you than me.
Blood, blood, blood.
Boom boom long time.
Born to kill, sir.
Box me up and ship me home
Box me up and ship me home
Bullshit. From now on you're Private Snowball.
Bullshit. I can't hear you.
Bullshit. I can't hear you. Sound off like you got a pair.
Bullshit. I still can't hear you.
Bullshit. I still can't hear you. Sound off like you've got a pair.
Bullshit. You didn't convince me. Let me see your real war face.
But always remember this:
But if the shit gets too thick, I mean, I'll go to the rifle.
But it ain't too goddamn beaucoup.
But the Marine Corps lives forever...
But the more you hate me, the more you will learn.
But they don't want it.
But they don't want it.
But until that day, you are pukes.
But we seem to be the exception.
By the way, my name's Schinoski. Walter J. Schinoski.
Can I quote LBJ?
Can't afford to wait for the tank.
Can't say I liked it much.
Captain January will need all his people.
Cease fire, goddamn it.
Cease fire, he's there. Cease fire, he's there.
Cease fire, you can't see the sniper.
Cease fire.
Cease fire.
Cease fire.
Changing direction.
Chaplain Charlie will tell you...
Charles definitely got his shit together...
Charlie has hit every major military target in Vietnam and hit them hard.
Chili, if we move Vietnamese, they are evacuees...
Colonel.
Come on, she love you good.
Come on.
Come on. Easy.
Cool it, goddamn it. Cool it. Cease fire.
Cowboy, it's Sergeant Murphy.
Cowboy.
Cowboy's just down the road in the platoon area.
Cowboy's wasted.
Crazy's hit. Booby trap.
Dave, do 1 00 words on it.
Delta Six Actual, this is Murphy. Over.
Delta Six, we are receiving incoming fire from the vill.
Delta Six.
Did your parents have any children that lived?
Didn't Mommy and Daddy show you enough attention when you were a child?
Didn't see them.
Do any of you people know who Charles Whitman was?
Do I think America belongs in Vietnam?
Do it now.
Do it.
Do you feel dizzy?
Do you feel faint?
Do you know how it happened, sir?
Do you ladies understand?
Do you maggots understand that?
Do you maggots understand that?
Do you maggots understand?
Do you mean to tell me that you cannot do one single pull up?
Do you think I'm cute, Private Pyle? You think I'm funny?
Doc Jay and Eightball are wasted.
Doc Jay and Eightball are wasted.
Doc, where's the sniper?
Does this mean that Ann Margret's not coming?
Don't fuck with me again, Pyle.
Don't listen to any of Payback's bullshit, Rafterman.
Don't make any fucking effort to get up to the top of the fucking obstacle.
Don't make it too obvious, but I wanna see fur and early morning dew.
Don't pull my fucking hand over there. I said, choke yourself.
Don't take it too hard, Rafterman. It's just business.
Donlon, give me that radio.
Donlon, Rock, that way. You two, with me.
Down in Dogpatch, the gooks are shooting off fireworks to celebrate.
Drop your cocks and grab your socks.
Easy, Leonard.
Eightball is down.
Eightball, let's dance.
Eightball.
Eightball's gonna go over there and see can he find a way through.
Eskimo pussy is mighty cold
Eskimo pussy is mighty cold
Even you.
Every zipperhead in Nam, North and South, will be banging gongs...
Everybody hates me now.
Everybody who turned up got shot.
Everything clean.
Everything you want.
Everything you want. Hey, how much there, chief?
Everything...
Excuse me, ma'am.
Excuse me?
Excuse me.
Face outboard and take cover. Do it.
Fifteen dollar beaucoup money.
Fifteen dollar too beaucoup.
First and second fire team behind me up this other road, okay?
Five dollar each.
Five dollars is all my mom allows me to spend.
Five foot 9. I didn't know they stacked shit that high.
Flush out your headgear, new guy.
Fold the blanket and the sheet back together.
Follow you anywhere, scumbag.
Four inches from your chest, Pyle. Four inches.
Freedom.
From distances of up to 400 yards.
From now on, until the day you die...
From now on, you will speak only when spoken to...
Fuck her.
Fuck this shit. I'm going in to bring him out.
Fuck you, Cowboy. Fuck all you assholes.
Fuck.
Fuck.
Fuck.
Full Metal Jacket (1987) Drama | War IMDB:8.4 Director:Stanley Kubrick BOB FAR
Full metal jacket.
Get back in your bunks.
Get him the fuck out of here.
Get over that goddamn obstacle. Move it.
Get some.
Get some.
Get some. Get some, come on. Get it, come on.
Get some. Get some. Come on. Come on.
Get some. Get some. Get some.
Get some. Get some. Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Get some. Get some. Yeah. Yeah.
Get the fuck down off of my obstacle.
Get the fuck off of my obstacle.
Get up and over. Move it, move it, move it.
Get up here, fat boy.
Get up here.
Get up there, Snowball.
Get up there. Pull.
Get your bunks made and get your uniforms on.
Get your fat ass over there, Private Pyle.
Get your head and your ass wired together or I will take a shit on you.
Getting everybody in trouble.
Give me that fucking radio.
Go easy, bros.
Go easy, man.
God has a hard on for Marines...
God was here before the Marine Corps.
Goddamn it, with my hand, numb nuts.
Goddamn it. Halt. Cease your fire, Mother.
Gomer Pyle.
Gonna move up these roads and check the vill.
Gonna run all day till the running's done
Gonna run all day till the running's done
Good night, ladies.
Good night, sir.
Got the blue balls, crabs And the seven year itch
Graduation is only a few days away...
Grunts like reading about dead officers.
Grunts who give half their pay to buy gooks toothbrushes and deodorants.