1. - Here's that 410.
- Right, Moe. Thanks.
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2. I've been pumping pussy
since Christ was a corporal.
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3. I've gotta tell you, the best poontang
I ever paid for was in Da Nang.
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4. The girls were checked out daily.
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5. And we got laid in a safe, orderly,
proficient, military manner.
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6. Until some suckhead
writes home to Mama...
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7. and says he dipped his wick
in the Republic of—
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8. Well, then the shit hits the fan.
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9. A committee of congressmen,
who, asshole to asshole...
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10. couldn't make a beer fart
in a whirlwind...
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11. starts telling your basic ass-in-the-grass
Marine, "No more short time."
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12. We respond in true
Marine Corps fashion.
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13. We salute and do an about-face...
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14. double-time back to
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15. where we proceed to get
the clap, the drip, the crabs...
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16. and generally a poor attitude
towards the female of the species.
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17. War is hell, boy. That's a fact.
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18. I don't like soldier boys.
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19. Say what?
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20. You wanna pop that puppy's can, you
don't gotta grease him so hard, jarhead.
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21. Sounds like you're a man
of experience.
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22. What the fuck's that mean, grunt-shit?
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23. It means be advised
that I'm mean, nasty and tired.
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24. I eat concertina wire
and piss napalm.
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25. I can put a round through
a flea's ass at 200 meters.
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26. So you go hump somebody else's leg,
mutt-face, before I push yours in.
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27. Ain't gonna be so smart with your
balls stuffed in your mouth, jarhead.
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28. Oh, shit.
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29. Hang on to this, boy.
I think war's just been declared.
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30. Why don't you just sit there and bleed
a while before you taste some real pain?
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31. Maybe first I carve me
some faggot wings.
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32. He'll kill him.
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33. Then again, there was
this dusky gal in Bangkok.
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34. A real crossway breezer, I swear.
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35. Thank you for your testimony,
Officer Reese.
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36. Sergeant Highway.
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37. Drunk and disorderly.
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38. Fighting in a public establishment.
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39. Urinating on a police vehicle.
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40. Well, it seemed like the thing to do, sir.
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41. Just because there's no war going on...
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42. doesn't give you the right to start one
every time you get drunk.
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43. I'm taking into account
your excellent military record...
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44. and your commitment
to the security of this great nation.
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45. But this is your last chance.
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46. One-hundred-dollar fine. Next.
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47. Your nightstick file for divorce, Reese?
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48. Who do you think you are,
pissing on my squad car?
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49. Think you can break our rules
and just walk away?
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50. We're supposed to wet our pants over
your dress blues and colored ribbons?
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51. Read your file sometime, hero.
Check the dates.
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52. It's ancient history. One night,
you'll be puking blood in an alley.
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53. You'll look up, see me.
Then we'll see.
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54. - Keep dreaming.
- You'll pay full price.
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55. - I don't give a serviceman's discount.
- Too bad. Your old lady does.
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56. Just about cleaned you out.
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57. Makes you feel good, doesn't it,
helping Uncle Sam battle dirty drawers?
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58. Just pump the dog again, Jake,
or are you always that slack-eyed?
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59. Looks like you could use a lift.
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60. Suck on this. Smooth as a prom
queen's thighs, only not so risky.
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61. Havana cured.
Got a pal in Guantanamo in Supply.
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62. We do each other favors. I got lots
of friends. I can always use another.
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63. - So we can do each other favors?
- Yeah, sure.
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64. If your pencil wasn't so sharp and your
eyesight not so clear around here...
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65. I could make your lot in military life
a lot comfier...
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66. not to mention downright rewarding.
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67. You get that contraband stogy
out of my face...
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68. before I shove it so far up your ass you'll
have to set fire to your nose to light it.
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69. Gunny Highway. Major Devin
wants to see you ASAP.
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70. - At ease. That will be all, sergeant major.
- Aye, aye, sir.
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71. For chrissakes, Highway, relax.
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72. Stop being so gung ho.
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73. That's what I am, sir.
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74. What do you got now, about 24,
don't you?
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75. And then some, sir.
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76. Some men in your position
would look forward to retirement.
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77. Maybe take the wives on
a round-the-world cruise.
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78. But that's not your way, is it?
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79. You choose to harangue my staff
with a request for transfer to a...
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80. Fleet Marine Force unit.
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81. The very unit you got busted out of
some time ago...
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82. for insubordination.
Conduct unbecoming.
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83. That's true. I have had my differences
with some limp dicks.
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84. Highway!
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85. I truly don't know whether to admire you
or resent the living hell out of you.
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86. Either way, it doesn't matter.
You're out of here immediately.
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87. What did I do?
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88. Second Recon Battalion.
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89. Second Marine Division.
You're going home.
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90. Aye, aye, sir.
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91. Gunny Highway.
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92. Sir?
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93. Be careful what you wish for.
You might just get it.
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94. Whoa! Hut!
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95. We're gonna bring up the last victim.
A true-blood, born in Jersey.
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96. He's the president of punk,
the earl of funk.
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97. Here he is, the next king of rock 'n' roll,
ladies and gentlemen, Stitch Jones!
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98. Stitch Jones?
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99. Whoa, whoa.
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100. Do I mess with y'all all when
you play "Romance the Sheep"?
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101. Bag these geeks.
Keep America beautiful.
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102. - Put a 10-gallon bag over their head.
- Let's take care of this.
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103. You look like the twin towers
gone cellulite. Heh-heh-heh.
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104. I can play country western.
Give me a chance.
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105. I know Merle Haggard,
the Beverly Hillbillies.
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106. Come on, man. I need the money!
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107. - How far?
- About two stops.
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108. Shit.
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109. You the maid?
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110. I want the seat, but the shit
ain't worth dying over.
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111. Hell. You know.
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112. Liz and Dick. Lennon and McCartney,
even. Ali and Frazier.
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113. They worked it out. So can we.
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114. Stitch Jones is the name.
Rocking and rapping is the game.
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115. Pleased to meet you too.
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116. Banged up my Corvette. But I figure
it's a chance to meet regular people...
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117. dudes like yourself.
People like my fans.
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118. I'm a singer. Stitch Jones.
Earl of funk. Duke of cool.
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119. - Ayatollah of rock 'n' roll-ah.
- Shut your face, hippie.
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120. You say "hippie," man?
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121. Ain't been no hippies for centuries.
You been freeze-dried or doing time?
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122. Whew.
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123. One of those would sure go down nice.
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124. I'd buy one from you, but I don't
have my plastic. Usually my lackeys—
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125. You can have one, if it shuts
the hole under your nose.
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126. Ah. Thank you, my friend.
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127. Jones.
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128. This doesn't mean you can
blow in my ear. Torn Highway.
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129. Yo, man, these ain't your magazines.
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130. Somebody must have left them there.
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131. "The Sexual Politics of Living Alone."
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132. "The Big Commitment and You." Ah.
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133. "Island Erotics: How to Stay Tan,
Tickly, and Tantalized...
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134. in the Cool Waters of Jamaica."
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135. Not bad, man.
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136. Ahh.
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137. "Sunday Sex with a Wednesday Lover."
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138. Yo, man, that sounds like a song.
Check it out.
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139. I met her on a Wednesday
She was the best
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140. Come Sunday morning
I needed rest
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141. 'Cause she didn't shave,
She didn't use Neet
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142. Tried to use my face
As a bicycle seat
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143. Word! Am I fresh?
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144. Ahh. Ugh.
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145. This chick's got some angry titties.
Hostile projectiles.
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146. - Put your shit in, you get frostbite.
- She isn't so bad.
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147. You wanna talk, I'll listen,
but don't try to sell Stitch Jones...
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148. on making love or making music,
because I'm an authority. Born to screw...
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149. and bred to sing. That's me.
Now, I've gotta out some Z's.
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150. So if you don't mind, keep down
the chatter while I get my beauty sleep.
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151. Groupies are fun, but you need
vitamin E. They wear you out.
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152. - Anything else, general?
- No, I'm fine.
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153. What are all those medals?
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154. I'll never tell. At least
not while the sun's shining.
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155. This babe is wack.
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156. She doesn't know what's
12 inches long and white.
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157. Nothing!
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158. Hey, man, no offense.
Just working on my routine.
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159. I'll tell you what's black and bleeding
if it don't shut its face.
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160. Mellow, man. It's gonna be a nice day.
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161. - Tell the driver I'll be right out.
- I'm gonna use my plastic. My treat.
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162. Well, thanks. I'll get the tip.
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163. Oh, uh...
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164. My buddy's gonna take care of that.
He said to tell you:
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165. "There's no sun shining
in the men's john."
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166. I'm here, baby,
let's do some distance.
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167. Son of a bitch.
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168. Hey, crotch rot.
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169. Gonna slurp my lifer's juice
out of my own cup?
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170. Yeah, I guess I should have
gotten shots beforehand.
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171. If your brain was as quick as your
mouth, you'd be a 20-star general.
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172. If I was half as ugly as you,
I'd be a poster boy for a prophylactic.
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173. Still a mean and nasty bastard.
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174. Good to see you, Torn.
Back where you belong!
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175. Take it easy. Everybody's
gonna think I'm spoken for.
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176. Ten-hut.
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177. Morning, sir.
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178. Sergeant major.
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179. Coffee, sir?
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180. Negative.
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181. Gunnery Sergeant Thomas Highway
reporting for duty, sir.
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182. That operation officer's farthole is
sewed so tight he shits out of his mouth.
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183. Academy?
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184. Big-time football hero.
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185. - When am I ever gonna get a break?
- Never.
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186. Sergeant major.
- Sir!
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187. Bring in Gunnery Sergeant Highway.
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188. Been in a long time.
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189. I've felt a little heat, sir.
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190. Korean. Dominican in '65.
Three tours in Nam.
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191. Hell, he's carrying so much shrapnel,
he can't pass through a metal detector.
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192. I haven't as yet
had the privilege of combat.
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193. I came over from Supply and Logistics.
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194. An unappreciated field of endeavor, sir.
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195. Quite.
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196. My record of achievement
thus far has been exemplary...
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197. and I fully intend for that to continue.
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198. Sir.
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199. I want this battalion
to be the class of the division.
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200. I expect my non-commissioned officers
to lead by example.
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201. Public fighting and insubordination to
civilian authority are not good standards.
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202. - It was a minor altercation, sir.
- You make a habit of doing that.
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203. A year ago you hit an officer.
I went to Annapolis with that man.
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204. You try that with me and you'll drag your
butt in a sling for a month. You hear me?
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205. Yes, sir.
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206. I don't know what strings you pulled to get
back in this division, but I don't like it.
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207. This is the new Marine Corps.
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208. A new breed.
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209. Characters like you are an anachronism.
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210. You should be sealed in a case that reads,
"Break glass only in the event of war."
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211. No tolerance for old-timers who think...
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212. you know better and can
have it your way. Understand?
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213. I understand a lot of body bags
get filled if I don't do my job, sir.
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214. Major.
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215. Division has assigned Highway
to our reconnaissance platoon.
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216. Yes, recon.
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217. My last sergeant was
an old-time combat vet too.
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218. But he went R.O.A.D. on me.
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219. Retired On Active Duty.
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220. Had a few months to retirement,
figured he'd coast.
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221. Allowed the men lapse into mediocrity.
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222. You're close to mandatory retirement
yourself, aren't you?
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223. That's right, major.
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224. Well, I ask for Marines...
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225. the division sends me relics.
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226. The men in Recon Platoon are less than
highly motivated, to say the least.
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227. And I want those men in shape.
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228. I'll make life-takers and
heartbreakers out of them, sir.
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229. Dismissed.
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230. Is he always like that or
just trying to make a good impression?
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231. He consults his manual
before he mounts his old lady...
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232. to ensure he performs in an orderly—
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233. Proficient military manner.
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234. Chow with Helen and me tonight.
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235. Later, we go stomp some brain cells
and tell some story.
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236. - I'd like to, but I better get organized.
- Sure, I understand.
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237. Oh. Excuse me, sir.
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238. I mean, gunny. Sergeant major.
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239. This is Gunnery Sergeant Highway.
He's been assigned to Recon Platoon.
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240. Oh. Outstanding, welcome aboard.
Well, I gotta hightail it.
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241. I'm late for pre-scuba school.
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242. Lord.
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243. His mama know he's playing Marine?
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244. By the way, he's Lieutenant Ring,
your platoon leader.
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245. Thanks a lot.
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246. You didn't think you was just gonna tilt
nipple to a bunch of no-rank fuzzbutts?
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247. - Want me to intro you to your troops?
- No, no, that's all right.
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248. - Take my pickup.
- Hey, thanks. Where is it?
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249. Just tell by the sign.
It says: "Sergeant major."
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250. Is this Recon Platoon?
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251. No speak English.
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252. You'?
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253. My name is Gunnery Sergeant Highway.
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254. I've drunk more beer, pissed more blood,
banged more quiff, busted more...
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255. than all you numb-nuts put together.
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256. - Major Powers has put me in charge.
- We take care of ourselves.
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257. You couldn't take care of a wet dream.
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258. - God loves you.
I know that.
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259. You men do not impress me!
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260. Recon Platoon kicks butt.
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261. - Ow.
- If you ladies think you can slip and slide...
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262. because your last sergeant was a pussy...
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263. who was just marking the days,
well, queer bait...
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264. - ... start acting like Marines right now.
- Who invited you?
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265. I'm not doing this because I wanna
take long showers with you assholes.
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266. And I don't wanna get my head
shot off in some faraway land...
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267. because you don't habla.
Comprende?
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268. Oorah!
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269. 'YOu?
'Yes' gUnny_
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270. I think you're fine
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271. And you got that big behind
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272. Well, well, well, well.
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273. I'm here to tell you all
that life as you know it has ended.
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274. You might as well all go to town tonight.
Laugh and make fools of yourself.
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275. Rub your pathetic little peckers up against
your honey, or stick it in a knothole.
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276. Whatever it is, get rid of it,
because at 0600 tomorrow...
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277. your ass is mine.
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278. Where's your bunk?
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279. Yo, man. Come on!
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280. What the hell's going on?
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281. Aah! Aah!
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282. This is gonna mess up your karma, man.
It's gonna haunt you in your next life.
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283. - Let's have it.
- What?
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284. - The money from my ticket.
- No need to use violence, man.
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285. I'm a peace lover. I was down
with the money on my luck.
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286. Yeah. I got a little money right here.
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287. - That's all I got.
- And the meal?
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288. - Meal?
- Yeah, the meal.
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289. All right.
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290. - That's really all I got.
- And the tip.
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291. - That's really it, man. Aah!
- You owe me.
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292. Now, it's my will against yours.
And you will lose.
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293. So 0600 tomorrow.
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294. That's 6:00 in the morning for
all you people who don't habla.
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295. Damn! He just tore off my ear.
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296. Lucky he had a chance to escape
before I kick his ass.
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297. Big leatherneck,
jarhead motherfucker.
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298. - Something's gonna have to be done.
- What are we gonna do?
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299. - Wait till the Swede gets out of the brig.
- That's it. The Swede, man.
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300. - He'll rip his head off and dump in it!
- Then eat it.
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301. - I would've done that.
- Goodbye, Highway!
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302. Swede! Swede! Swede!
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303. Hey, baby.
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304. I called his wife—
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305. You fool around on the first date?
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306. Ohm.
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307. Damn you, boy.
Don't you know how to write or call?
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308. I didn't wanna cause you
any sleepless nights, thinking about me.
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309. - I'll get you a beer.
- Great. I could use one.
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310. That's for sure.
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311. You look great.
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312. They don't make them
like you anymore, sweetheart.
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313. Oh, hell. Sure they do.
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314. But if you want a lot from a woman,
you have to give a lot.
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315. Not this kid. It seemed marriage and
the Marine Corps weren't too compatible.
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316. Panther piss. The best years
of my life were with a Marine.
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317. If I was a little younger, I'd make you
eat your words and curl your toes.
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318. Yeah, I'll bet you could.
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319. Aggie always kept a smile
on your face.
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320. That was pain.
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321. Tom, she's in town.
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322. Hmm. Well, I figured as much.
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323. If she's looking for more alimony,
I'm so broke I couldn't get out of sight...
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324. if it took a quarter
to go around the world.
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325. She's cocktailing over at the Palace.
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326. I figured she'd be married
to a general by now.
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327. Uh...
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328. Can I get my old room back?
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329. - Hell, yes. Are you gonna see her?
- Hell, no. Can I run a tab?
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330. Hell, no.
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331. Tough woman.
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332. And now, back from an awesomely
successful tour...
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333. the earl of funk,
the duke of cool...
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334. the ayatollah of rock 'n' roll-ah:
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335. Stitch Jones!
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336. Stop telling me what to do
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337. And that goes for your mama too
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338. Ask me and I'll tell the truth
He-hey
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339. You need to call up Dr. Ruth
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340. Girl, you know I love you
But I ain't stupid
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341. Said you know I love you
But I ain't stupid
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342. Don't be illin'
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343. I'm just chillin'
No need to make a killin'
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344. A kiss is just as thrillin'
And I'm still willin'
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345. So forget all about it
Baby, we can do without it
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346. Yo, if you shout about it
Believe it, don't doubt it
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347. Your daddy works at IBM, baby
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348. So good for you
Good for them
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349. Baby
Your brother says he's being nice
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350. I don't need his free advice
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351. Girl, you know I love you—
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352. Okay, what will it—?
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353. Aggie.
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354. - What do you want?
- A beer.
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355. - What are you doing here?
- Ordering.
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356. Shake it, don't break it
No need for you to fake it
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357. I know we can make it
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358. Girl, you know I'll turn you out
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359. Make me scream
I need to shout
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360. Kiss me
And you make my day
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361. I love it when you talk that way
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362. You even remembered the brand.
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363. Bad whiskey, bad sex and bad men,
I never forget.
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364. You didn't talk dirty like that
when we were married.
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365. Heh. Always. Only you were never there
to hear it.
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366. - Look, Tom, I'm working.
- Hey.
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367. You look great.
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368. - The lights are low.
- No, I mean it.
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369. - I'd recognize you coming and going.
- Save the banter for your bimbos.
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370. It's late, I'm tired, my feet hurt.
What are you doing here?
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371. I'm back with recon.
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372. And you just happened to wander
into the joint? Ain't life grand?
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373. - I didn't come here to fight.
- You mean old dogs do learn new tricks?
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374. I just come here for a beer,
and you're ragging my ass already.
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375. Aggie, is there a problem here?
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376. No, as a matter of fact, I'd like you
to meet one of my favorite exes.
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377. This is Thomas Highway. This is
Roy Jennings, he owns the Palace now.
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378. Heard all about you.
And your bullshit heroics.
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379. Uh— Uh— Tom is just gonna leave. Heh.
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380. Aggie, I'll take you home
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381. as usual.
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382. You sure can pick them, I'll tell you.
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383. Hah. Look who's talking.
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384. Ah, you know I love you
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385. Oh, please
And I ain't crazy neither, hah!
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386. All right.
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387. I'm gonna play something from N.Y.C.
I want all of you to rock the house!
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388. Why don't you get your hair cut, huh?
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389. You're so ugly, you need to be out
at the airport sniffing luggage.
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390. - You think you're funny?
- Tell you what:
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391. Y'all, cross your legs,
hold your noses and fart.
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392. - You could clear out your minds.
- Say what?
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393. Yo, yo, yo! Tell you what.
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394. Don't start no S-H,
won't be no I-T. We got ladies here.
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395. Point yourselves this way, have a drink
with the nation's finest.
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396. - All right.
- Chill out.
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397. Hoo! Hoo!
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398. Knock it off! I said knock it off,
goddamn it!
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399. Sit down, buddy!
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400. - Why don't you lay off them?
- Why don't you stay out of this?
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401. - It's none of your business.
- What are you, some kind of smart-mouth?
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402. - I'm just trying to sing here.
- You get off on rousting Marines?
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403. Leave it alone.
It doesn't concern you.
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404. - I chew on jarheads and spit them out.
- You do?
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405. Why don't I bend you over that table
then, and nail you in the keister?
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406. - What are you talking about?
- That's what your persuasion is.
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407. I'll send you home with an "I just pumped
the neighbor's cat" look on your face.
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408. - What kind of faggot talk is that?
- You have no right to do this.
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409. Roy, man.
He's just pulling your leg, man.
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410. They don't mean nothing. Who'd have
the bad sense to fuck with Roy Jennings?
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411. I mean, welcome to fantasy disco, huh?
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412. The hell with both of you.
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413. And you're out, Jones. Hit the road.
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414. And you watch it, funny man.
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415. Get your tight little butt out of here.
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416. - I never want to see you in this place again.
- I left my beer.
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417. - I have got a future here, damn it!
- Cocktailing?
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418. No, with Roy.
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419. Maybe I expect better
out of an ex-wife of mine.
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420. He's an improvement over you!
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421. I don't believe this shit, man!
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422. I'd have kicked Roy's ass
if I wasn't protecting you.
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423. Redneck people love me.
So you owe me one. I saved your life.
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424. This doesn't mean we're gonna be
swapping spit in the shower.
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425. Fuck this jarhead sucker.
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426. Drop your cocks and grab your socks.
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427. Off your ass and on your feet.
Get up!
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428. Knees to the breeze in five minutes.
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429. - It's goddamn 5:00. You said 6:00.
- So I can't tell time. So I lied.
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430. Maybe some communist's gonna make an
appointment to pop you a new asshole.
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431. Let's go! Move out! You're Marines
now. You improvise. You adapt.
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432. Four minutes. Fall out.
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433. Shit.
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434. We move swift. We move
silent. We move deadly.
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435. Only one shake of those wangs.
Any more than that constitutes pleasure.
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436. - Sleep well?
- Man, this is a nightmare!
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437. Wake me up, Mama!
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438. - Gunny, platoon's formed for PT.
- Take your post.
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439. The Marines are looking
for a few good men.
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440. Unfortunately you ain't it.
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441. We will blaze a path into battle
for others to follow.
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442. Surrender is not in our creed.
Let's hear you say that.
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443. Surrender is not in our creed.
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444. Louder, or next time you get R and R,
you'll be collecting pensions.
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445. Surrender is not in our creed.
- Louder!
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446. Surrender is not in our creed!
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447. Oorah.
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448. - Strip off those T-shirts.
- What?
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449. What's he talking about?
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450. You'll all wear the same T-shirts
or none at all.
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451. - Shit . . ..
- He's crazy.
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452. - What's your name, Marine?
- Lance Corporal Fragetti, gunny.
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453. You shouldn't litter, Fag-etti.
It's ecologically unsound.
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454. What's your name?
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455. - Aponte.
- Yours?
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456. - Profile.
- Yours?
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457. - Quinones.
- Yours?
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458. Collins.
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459. All right, Colitis, Cojones...
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460. Prophylactic, Ajax.
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461. You boys are handsome.
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462. You ladies look like models.
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463. I want your hair high and tight
tomorrow morning. Everybody.
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464. When you start looking like Marines,
you'll feel like Marines...
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465. and pretty soon you'll act like
Marines. Right face! Forward march!
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466. Left, your left, your left,
right, left...
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467. Left, right, left, right, left...
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468. When my boy Swede gets out of the brig,
this sucker's dead.
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469. - You got that right, bro!
- Right on!
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470. Ooh-oh-oh-oh!
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471. Ooh-oh-oh-oh!
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472. - Whoa-ho-ho.
Turn right!
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473. Mama, Mama, can't you see
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474. What the Marine Corps has done to me
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475. What the Marine Corps has done to me
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476. Used to drive a Chevrolet
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477. Used to drive a Chevrolet
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478. Now I'm marching every day
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479. Cojones, give us a cadence.
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480. Your girlfriend's gonna weep
when I bite that finger off.
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481. - Give me a cadence now!
- I don't remember any.
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482. Think fast or I'll run your ass
until midnight.
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483. Do it, man! This dude is certifiable.
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484. Model A Ford and a tank full of gas
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485. Model A Ford and a tank full of gas
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486. Handful of pussy and a mouthful of ass
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487. Handful of pussy and a mouthful of ass
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488. Yo, man, what's this sucker, lost?
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489. What's he gonna invade, South Carolina?
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490. All right, men, let's smoke
this sucker's ass. Come on!
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491. Asshole.
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492. What did they put in his Geritol?
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493. Lieutenant.
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494. Oh. Gunny. Good morning.
Missed you and Recon Platoon at PT.
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495. - The men and I were getting acquainted.
- Excellent.
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496. I want to freelance them for a while.
To evaluate them.
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497. There's nothing on the schedule.
You want me to join you?
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498. You have important work here.
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499. I am preparing a paper on tactics
and strategy for the War Club seminar.
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500. Oh, it's fascinating stuff. Ow.
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501. I don't know if the major told you...
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502. but I was commanding officer
of my ROTC detachment in college.
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503. I'll sleep better at night
knowing that.
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504. Thank you.
What college did you go to?
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505. Heartbreak Ridge.
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506. Heartbreak Ridge?
I've never heard of that school.
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507. Shit!
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508. Oh, yeah, that looks nice. Real nice.
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509. Oh, yeah.
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510. Slick.
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511. Smells like a Ben Gay
factory around here.
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512. Strip off those T-shirts.
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513. - We're all the same.
- Same as me?
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514. - How are we supposed to know—?
- You improvise, overcome, adapt.
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515. Now, get off those goddamned
T-shirts now.
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516. Platoon, right face.
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517. Forward march!
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518. You'd get away with that with Tyler.
But this cat, he's nuts. He'll catch you.
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519. Don't worry yourself.
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520. Hey, man, the few, the proud,
the chumps.
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521. Oh, no!
- Man, we can't win for losing.
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522. He must have the key to the PX.
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523. Anybody else got a better idea?
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524. Where's Aponte?
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525. He's sick, man. He looked like
living proof of life after death.
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526. Went to get checked out.
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527. - That's right, gunny.
- Yeah.
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528. I want the barracks field-dayed
and squared away ASAP today.
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529. We cleaned them just a while ago.
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530. Yeah, gunny, you know, it's Saturday.
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531. Well, let's have a show of hands.
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532. How many people think the squad bay
is ready to go as is'?
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533. Yeah!
- There you have it. Democracy in action.
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534. - All right.
- We'll run instead. Attention!
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535. Right face!
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536. Forward march!
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537. Double time!
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538. What the hell's going on, man?
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539. This is the AK-47.
The preferred weapon of your enemy.
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540. And it makes a distinctive sound
when fired. So remember it.
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541. Let's move out.
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542. Oh, man, that's bullshit, man.
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543. He's shooting at us. What the fuck?
I don't need this, man.
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544. That's wrong, man.
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545. Yo, you all, check the way he's always
squinting his eyes.
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546. Trying to talk all tough.
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547. I should slap him myself
just to call his bluff.
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548. Don't do that, man
He's just a jarhead fool
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549. You're right.
But hold me back
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550. In case I lose my cool
Because we're the Recon Platoon
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551. We always gung ho
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552. Gung ho to party
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553. - Or watch The Late Show
- Till Highway came along
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554. His abuse we don't need
But we'll end this bullshit
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555. When Highway meets the Swede
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556. - He gonna kick his ass.
- Right!
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557. - Highway, I heard you were back.
- Webster.
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558. These retards couldn't fight their way
out of a shithouse.
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559. Is that where you've been?
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560. Me and Major Powers are building
an elite company of fighting men.
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561. The only thing you could build
is a good case of hemorrhoids.
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562. - What?
- You're blowing all your ammunition.
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563. Mr. "I hate Americans" will make you
into Swiss cheese.
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564. - Slow down your fire.
- It's not my fucking fault.
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565. The fucking weapon
is fucking fucked up.
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566. Nothing wrong with that rifle.
Keep it tight.
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567. Did you wake up
with a piss-pot on your head?
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568. - No, gunny, I wore this in your honor.
- Is that so?
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569. This is a classic piece of issue.
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570. You know, sands of lwo Jima, Khe Sanh.
All that old antique stuff.
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571. A nice tribute to an aging veteran
as close to retirement as yourself.
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572. I'm touched.
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573. You know, a recon way of saying
welcome and, inevitably, goodbye.
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574. And the Kevlar helmet you were issued?
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575. That didn't by chance find its way
into a pawnshop in town, did it?
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576. No way. That's a serious implication.
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577. - We're responsible for these.
- That's right, you are.
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578. So I want Kevlar on your head by 1900
or you won't have a head to wear it on.
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579. Yes, sir, Gunny Highway,
sergeant, sir.
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580. Gunny, my weapon's jammed.
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581. - What the—?
- Oh, shit!
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582. Asshole.
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583. - What the—?
- You all right?
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584. Major Powers is gonna teach you
how to discipline your men.
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585. If Powers ever comes to a sudden halt,
your face is gonna go halfway up his ass.
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586. Profile won't make it back
to the barracks.
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587. Powers is cold-blooded, man.
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588. Left...
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589. right...
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590. left.
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591. Come on, Profile.
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592. Don't give the prick the satisfaction.
You can make it.
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593. Recon!
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594. What did you say, gunner sergeant?
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595. I said, "Don't give the prick
the satisfaction," sir.
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596. "Sensitive dialogue during
communication of the relationship—"
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597. - Follow you home?
- Sure, why not?
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598. Come on, guys.
Somebody see what shirt he's wearing.
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599. It don't matter, he'll find something
to complain about anyway.
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600. Life was a hell of a lot easier
before Frankenstein paid a visit.
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601. How am I gonna play American Bandstand?
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602. This macho shit is bad for my hands.
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603. People, fall out.
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604. I said fall out. Now!
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605. We ain't going no place.
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606. - All this play-war stuff is bullshit!
Yeah.
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607. Gunny, this is all a question
of mind over matter.
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608. We no longer mind
because you don't matter.
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609. You've been voted out of office, baby.
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610. Mr. Jones...
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611. you fall out on that street or
I'm gonna kick your ass off this planet.
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612. Oh, I don't think so, babe. Swede?
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613. Swede, Swede, Swede...
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614. Ah. Gunny, I'd like you to meet
my big friend, Swede Johanson.
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615. Swede, say something charming
to the man.
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616. I'm gonna rip your head off
and shit down your neck.
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617. See, Grungy Highway, we ain't got
no use for you no more.
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618. Hit the road, Jack.
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619. And don't you come back
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620. No more, no more, no more
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621. No more, no more, no more
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622. Stick your chin up, man.
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623. Higher.
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624. Christ.
Goddamn.
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625. Now, get your ass out on that street,
ladies, right this second!
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626. I'll check you later, Swede. Yeah.
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627. Sir, I'll wait outside for the MPs to come.
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628. Negative, Johanson. You're gonna
become a Marine right now.
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629. - Fall out.
- Yes, sir.
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630. Good morning, men.
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631. I thought I'd lead you
through this exercise.
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632. Couldn't find Gunny Highway, though.
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633. I don't know where he went.
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634. Good Lord, what was that?
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635. - Sir, that's an AK-47 assault weapon.
- The preferred weapon of our enemy.
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636. It makes a very distinctive sound
when fired at us, sir.
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637. Yes, it does, doesn't it?
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638. Good night, Aggie.
- Good night, Roy.
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639. Hold up. I'll follow you home.
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640. No, you go ahead. I've got some pains.
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641. Oh, I got it.
- Not tonight you don't.
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642. "Sensual communication,
meaningful..."
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643. Panther piss.
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644. Glad to know some things don't change.
You still know what a woman loves to hear.
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645. Oh, I just happened to be
in the neighborhood.
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646. I thought maybe you'd like to
sit down and talk.
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647. Are you reading those magazines?
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648. - What magazines?
- Those magazines.
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649. Oh. Oh, those. No, I—
Somebody must have left them here.
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650. - Who?
- Choozoo.
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651. - He don't even know how to read.
- Quit being so stubborn.
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652. Why don't you sit down
so we can talk?
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653. I am not one of your troops
that can be bullied.
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654. Jesus. Was being married
to me that bad?
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655. Yes.
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656. Platoon, ten-hut!
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657. Thank you, gunny. What a fine morning
for a military exercise.
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658. Today we will execute an ambush against
a numerically superior hostile force...
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659. by using cover, surprise,
interlocking fields of fire...
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660. and the natural aggressiveness
of a U.S. Marine.
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661. Show me some poontang,
I'll show you an aggressive Marine.
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662. We will provide Powers
and his elite fighting force...
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663. an accessible target
to sharpen their superior skills.
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664. This will be facilitated by
the MILES gear each team wears.
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665. As you know,
when one of our men is shot...
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666. these laser-sensitive vests
emit a beeping noise.
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667. Excuse me, lieutenant, but are you
hinting that we don't fight back?
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668. Yes, gunny. The major likes to use
the Recon Platoon as a training tool.
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669. What happens when these men go
into combat, and they're not prepared?
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670. They just get dead.
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671. Well, yes, I see what you mean.
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672. Have you talked this over
with Major Powers?
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673. - Let's move them out, gunny.
- Are you coming with us, lieutenant?
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674. No, gunny, I have a doctor's
appointment at 1100.
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675. I hope it's nothing that will keep you
out of the next war.
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676. Platoon, right face.
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677. Sling arms.
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678. Forward march.
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679. - You sure Highway can run the ambush?
- He's the best with small unit tactics.
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680. I doubt that.
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681. Marines, today we're gonna
kick some recon ass.
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682. Platoon, ten-hut!
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683. Right face. Forward march! Hut.
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684. Man, when I joined the Corps, I thought
I was gonna be jumping out of planes...
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685. - ... and fighting the enemy.
- This is the new, modern Marines.
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686. - We just jump out of our heads.
- Only enemy we fight is boredom.
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687. You hear that voice? It's calling me.
Hollywood.
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688. Stitch Jones is gonna be a rock 'n' roll star.
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689. Don't forget your bros
when you make it.
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690. Front row, center seat,
and all the girls I can't eat.
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691. - Oh, I love leftovers.
- Mm-hm. Word.
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692. - Unsling those rifles.
- What for? We're not supposed to win.
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693. He watches too much prime time.
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694. What was that?
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695. You're dead, Marine.
You tripped on four booby traps.
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696. Now we have to send out
a search party for your testicles.
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697. Now, where the hell's your backup?
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698. Profile.
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699. What good are you back there?
Without cover, I get my ass blown off.
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700. While you pump the neighbor's dog, we get
every swinging dick in this platoon killed.
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701. That's what we're here for.
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702. - What?
- We're here for that.
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703. We've ambushed Powers three times,
always here. We know what we're doing.
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704. Shit-for-brains, who says we're gonna
ambush Major Powers right here?
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705. Didn't you hear Lt. Ring?
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706. Major Powers wants us to die
in a loud, grotesque, military manner.
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707. I don't give a fuck about Major Powers.
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708. My job is to keep you men alive.
Now, let's move on.
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709. We'll be coming to the ambush site
over the next hill.
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710. Roger that.
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711. It sure does help, knowing when
and where you're gonna be hit.
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712. Easy. Give them a few more yards,
then we'll nail the coffin shut.
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713. Chill out, here they come, man.
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714. Hit them now!
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715. Now.
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716. Cease fire!
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717. You're in the wrong ambush site!
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718. Cease fire!
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719. They're in the wrong ambush site!
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720. Go, recon! Recon!
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721. Too bad, suckers!
- Sergeant major!
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722. What?
- Turn this damn thing off.
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723. Makes a hell of a racket,
doesn't it, sir?
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724. This man's usurped authority,
disregarded procedures...
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725. and ignored my personal directives
for over a week. Why, lieutenant?
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726. - I thought the training—
- You're supposed to be an officer.
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727. Look up that word in your
platoon leader's handbook.
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728. Who gave you permission
to deviate from the training schedule?
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729. I needed to evaluate my men, sir.
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730. They're not your men, you arrogant son of
a bitch. They're the U.S. Marine Corps' men.
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731. The 2nd Division's men.
The 8th Marines Regiment's.
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732. In other words, they're my men,
and so are you. Get it'?
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733. The only thing I get is my ass shot off if
I have a platoon that doesn't know the job.
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734. You'll follow my program,
no questions asked.
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735. We go into combat tomorrow,
you'll plant half those men.
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736. You did it on your own, didn't you?
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737. I can't fix it if I don't know
what's broken.
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738. Well, you make it easy.
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739. Sir.
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740. I gave the gunny permission
to freelance his— I mean...
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741. the men, sir.
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742. - Wait outside, Ring.
- Aye, aye, sir.
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743. I'm gonna run you out of
the Corps, Highway.
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744. And you know what's funny?
You're gonna do all the work.
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745. Sooner or later, you'll disobey orders,
circumvent procedures again...
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746. or just get drunk.
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747. You can't help it.
You're too old, too stupid...
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748. too prideful to change.
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749. I'm gonna enjoy watching you fall.
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750. Now, get out,
and send in that idiot, Ring.
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751. He wants to see you, lieutenant.
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752. - Sorry.
- No need to be.
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753. Lieutenant?
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754. Recon.
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755. You'll let anybody in here, won't you?
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756. Have one on the house
to ease your pain.
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757. You wanna get drunk?
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758. Howl at the moon?
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759. Get us both busted back to low-ass,
no-rank, mud-rolling PFC?
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760. I'm your man.
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761. What are we, Chooz?
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762. We're short-haired bastards with meat
cleavers for pricks and kerosene for blood.
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763. Yeah. We're all of that,
that's for sure.
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764. We're 0-1-1.
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765. Say again?
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766. Major Powers, one dark,
cloudy morning, said to me:
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767. "Sergeant major, you're 0-1-1.
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768. No wins.
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769. One tie, Korea.
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770. And one loss, Vietnam."
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771. I mean, we lost the war,
but we won the battles.
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772. I'm not gonna lose the next one
because my men aren't ready.
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773. What are you gonna do?
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774. Make them Marines.
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775. Stoney Jackson.
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776. Best goddamn platoon sergeant...
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777. two mewling, short-pricked, piss-ant
little fuckers ever went to war with.
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778. - Yep. Heartbreak Ridge.
- Heartbreak Ridge.
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779. Your C.O. called.
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780. Your battalion just went on full alert.
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781. God bless.
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782. - I can't find my tent.
- Where's my poncho liner?
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783. - Goddamn it! Who's got my web gear?
- Profile, that's my canteen.
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784. Aponte better get his cartoon face
back here.
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785. He's gonna do time for being AWOL.
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786. People, let's have an equipment check.
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787. Weapon?
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788. Keep it simple. You've got your boots on.
You're gonna walk into combat. Let's go.
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789. - Bullshit.
- Where's Aponte?
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790. He's sick. Must be the beef.
I ain't feeling too good myself.
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791. - You've eaten worse.
- Only when I'm shit-faced and silly.
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792. Let's get 90mg-
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793. These DD 13-48 request forms
are not filled out properly.
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794. We're going to approach this
in an orderly, proficient manner.
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795. Yes, sir.
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796. I want you to be sure each round of ammo
is counted and returned...
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797. in the same way it was received.
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798. - I'll dot the I's and cross the T's.
- Sloppiness breeds inefficiency.
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799. Your outfit could use some cleaning up,
gunny.
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800. Sir, I want to issue my squad leader
some night vision glasses.
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801. - I should've thought of that.
- It's not part of your T.O. & E.
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802. I thought it—
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803. Fill out the proper request forms
and send it through the chain of command.
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804. Request forms?
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805. Ten-hut.
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806. At ease, men.
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807. Major Malcolm Powers, sir.
Annapolis, class of '71.
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808. How are your men doing, major?
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809. My men are ready to fight to the death
to protect our country, sir.
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810. Well, let's hope
that won't be necessary.
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811. Have we ever served together?
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812. I don't know, sir.
Sergeant Major Choozoo and I...
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813. were in the 2nd Battalion
of the 7th in '68.
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814. I had a rifle company
in the 1st Battalion.
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815. We sure as hell chewed
some of the same dirt, sir.
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816. That's for sure.
What's your assessment of this alert?
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817. It's a clusterfuck.
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818. Say again?
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819. Marines are fighting men.
They shouldn't be sitting around...
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820. filling out request forms for equipment
they should already have.
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821. Interesting observation, gunny.
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822. Carry on, major.
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823. Now hear this. Now hear this.
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824. This is it. We're going to war.
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825. This has been an emergency
deployment readiness exercise.
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826. We are standing down.
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827. The alert is canceled.
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828. Damn it.
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829. - Maybe next time, sir.
Gather your gear.
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830. You heard him. We're moving out!
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831. Hey!
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832. Aponte.
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833. - Oh, him.
- Where is he?
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834. What's wrong with you?
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835. Nobody goes over the hill on me.
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836. If you didn't have those fucking stripes on,
I'd kick your fucking ass!
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837. Since I'm not into violence,
I'll refrain from kicking your ass.
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838. I'm gonna give you
a rebate on your life.
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839. Besides, who the hell is Aponte?
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840. He ain't heavy
and he ain't my brother.
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841. - Gunny Highway.
- That's right. Gunny Highway.
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842. Come on in.
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843. - Sorry, Aponte, I had to tell him.
- Don't worry. This is my wife.
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844. Clean that up.
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845. Look, gunny, I filled out
all the forms there are.
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846. But what the Corps gives you
isn't enough for the family.
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847. - So I took a job.
- You got a job?
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848. Yeah.
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849. - Did you want out of the Marine Corps?
- No. No way.
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850. Then I guess we'll have to
cut through all the red tape B.S.
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851. - Yeah, we are.
- Knock it off, will you?
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852. Here. Here's a special fund.
Gunnery sergeants only.
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853. Don't worry. You can pay it back.
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854. - Here, you better take him. Jesus Christ.
- Thank you.
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855. - What are you smiling at, shit bird?
- I knew you were Santa Claus.
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856. You ever pull another play like that,
the only thing that'll beat you to the brig...
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857. is the headlights
of the ambulance you're on.
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858. Yes, sir, Gunnery Sergeant Highway, sir!
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859. Hey, yo, you can't leave the duke of cool!
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860. This man has no social graces.
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861. So...
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862. Lureen down at the Palace
said you had the night off.
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863. Lureen talks too much.
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864. Can I buy you a beer?
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865. Jesus.
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866. You come stomping back
into my life after all this time...
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867. with no warning whatsoever.
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868. Interfere with me at my place of work,
damn near start a brawl.
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869. Almost lost me the only
crummy job I could find.
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870. Then you show up here,
expecting me to...
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871. just smooth as silk, invite you in
for a sit-down and a smile.
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872. It's always the same, Highway.
All balls, no brains.
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873. - Is there something you're afraid of?
- Yes.
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874. I'm afraid I'll dent that thick skull
of yours with this frying pan here.
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875. It wouldn't be the first time for that,
now would it?
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876. No.
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877. Nice place you have here.
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878. Thanks. You want a glass?
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879. Uh-uh.
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880. Feet still bothersome?
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881. Well, I hawk booze
five nights a week, you know?
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882. There ain't no senior prom
looming on my horizon.
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883. - To the old times.
- Mm.
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884. Just as long as you don't say
"good times."
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885. We had our share of those too,
didn't we?
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886. I don't know. I can't think that far back.
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887. How you feeling, babe?
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888. Terrific. Absolutely couldn't feel better.
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889. So...
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890. what brings you here?
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891. I'm back with recon, back where I belong.
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892. So?
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893. It's different this time.
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894. How?
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895. I'm coming to the end of it.
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896. I don't know where I go from here.
I just want it to end...
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897. as right as it was when I started.
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898. You want some chips?
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899. There's pretzels.
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900. Yeah, thanks.
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901. Fringe benefits of work.
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902. Tell me something.
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903. Did we mutually nurture each other?
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904. I beg your pardon?
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905. Did we communicate in a meaningful
way in our relationship?
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906. Relationship?
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907. Mm-hm.
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908. Hell, I thought we were married.
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909. Well, I've been thinking
about the past lately...
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910. and I was just wondering
what went wrong.
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911. With What?
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912. With me...
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913. the Corps, with us.
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914. That is so damn much like you.
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915. You never could see that everything just
doesn't fit so neatly into right and wrong.
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916. What else is there?
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917. It isn't that simple.
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918. I went by those rooms we rented
when we were first married.
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919. Damn, they're small.
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920. Yeah, well, they say everything
shrinks with age.
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921. Tell me something.
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922. What did you want out of our marriage?
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923. Well, we talked once
about an avocado ranch...
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924. about buying a house
with a barbecue in the back.
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925. But then you would volunteer for every
goddamn war that came down the pike.
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926. Oh. Goddamn it!
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927. - What's the matter?
- How could I be so stupid?
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928. - What the hell are you talking about?
- You bastard.
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929. - You changed tactics on me!
- What the fuck are you talking about?
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930. Gave up the frontal assault,
tried to out-goddamn-flank me.
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931. I am on to you.
I want you out of here right now!
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932. Jesus Christ, you're not acting
very dignified for a mature woman.
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933. Why, you old fucking Marine warhorse.
I'll show you dignified!
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934. You get out of here! Get out of here!
Go on! Get the fuck out of here!
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935. You better get your tail out of here
or I'll get mad!
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936. Take that, you old fuck!
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937. I never want to see your craggy
old face here again! You hear me?
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938. Don't ever come back!
Ever, ever, ever! How dare you...
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939. She's as crazy as she's always been,
for chrissake.
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940. You asshole!
- Shit.
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941. Fuck.
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942. Goddamn it.
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943. I hate you, highway!
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944. Fuck you!
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945. Tonight's winner is...
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946. Miss Sarita Dwayne!
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947. Oh!
What a gal.
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948. Hey, yo, wait a minute, man.
That's bullshit. No.
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949. - You're trying to rip me the hell off.
- Nobody likes a sore loser.
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950. I'm an equal opportunity ass-kicker.
We gonna take a little vote.
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951. All you all that voted
for Miss Banana Titties, say, "Yeah."
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952. - No.
Boo.
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953. All y'all that voted for me,
say, "Rock the house!"
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954. - Rock the house!
Rock the house!
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955. - Say, "Rock the house!"
Rock the house!
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956. What's up?
You all the faggot Mod Squad?
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957. I don't play none of this jail
give-up-the-booty bullshit.
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958. Yeah, right.
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959. Don't ask for my autograph.
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960. Yeah, you can rob me.
You can starve me...
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961. and you can beat me, and you can
kill me. Just don't bore me.
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962. I'm glad I could help.
I owe you dinner.
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963. Sounds good.
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964. Try not to make a habit of that.
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965. Jesus Christ.
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966. Powers will thin-slice your prick and pitch
your gonads if he finds out about this.
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967. Sergeant major!
Who the hell are you?
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968. Jones, sir. Second Battalion,
Recon Platoon.
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969. Christ, Highway's platoon.
Snap to, marine. Give me a hand.
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970. - We're like brothers.
- Like my grandmother.
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971. Yes, well, I posted his bail.
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972. - He needs you, Aggie.
- Ha-ha. Until the next war.
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973. Good thing we got him out.
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974. Oh, shit.
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975. Coffee.
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976. Yeah, I always wanted
to check this place out.
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977. - Look at all this history.
- Mary's served Marines from three wars.
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978. How's he doing?
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979. Aggie will put him back together again,
just like she always has.
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980. Thank you, ma'am.
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981. Highway's something else, huh?
High speed, low drag.
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982. No one better to be with
if you're in a hot LZ.
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983. Heartbreak Ridge.
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984. It was the truth.
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985. What's Heartbreak Ridge?
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986. Now, listen. We have to understand
each other before...
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987. we go any further.
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988. Are we going any further?
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989. You're going to be out of the Corps soon.
But you're gung ho, through and through.
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990. You always will be.
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991. And there is no room
in my future for a... Marine.
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992. I'm not sure I like
the way you say "Marine."
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993. I can say Marine
any damn way I choose.
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994. I earned that right.
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995. That's right, you did.
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996. I lived in a rat-hole when they
brought those boys home...
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997. in those flag-draped metal coffins.
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998. I don't think I got a wink's sleep in '68.
Do you remember that year?
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999. Yeah, I remember.
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1000. I'd wake up in the morning and turn on
the TV. I'd eat dinner in front of it...
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1001. eyes glued, hoping to catch
a glimpse of you on the news...
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1002. and then praying that I wouldn't.
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1003. And then I would crawl into bed and
I would wonder: Where were you?
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1004. What were you doing? Were you alive?
And I had no way of knowing.
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1005. I guess there's a lot of things that work
harder on a woman than being shot at.
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1006. I swear, the not knowing was the worst.
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1007. Oh, I'm sorry.
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1008. That's all right, baby.
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1009. That's all right.
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1010. We went up and down that pile of dirt
for six days and six nights.
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1011. Fixed bayonet, hand-to-hand.
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1012. Fought them something fierce.
They gave back as good as they got.
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1013. Lots of men died.
We were with the 23rd Infantry.
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1014. We joined the Corps later. Hell,
we were even younger than you are.
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1015. Hmm. I never heard of no Heartbreak Ridge.
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1016. It ain't in any of the history books.
Just a little piece of war.
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1017. Place didn't even have a name,
just a number.
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1018. Stoney Jackson took one look
and said:
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1019. "if this don't kill us,
it'll surely break our hearts."
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1020. - Who's Stoney Jackson?
- Little Mary's husband.
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1021. He was our platoon sergeant.
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1022. He was the one who recommended Highway
for the Congressional Medal of Honor.
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1023. Gunny Highway won the C.M.H.?
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1024. He charged two machine gun nests by
himself. He didn't sleep for three days.
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1025. The final human wave he held off
almost single-handedly.
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1026. When it was over...
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1027. there was me, Stoney Jackson,
Tom Highway.
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1028. We were the only ones still alive.
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1029. What happened to Jackson?
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1030. - He was killed at Khe Sanh in '68.
- Can I get you guys something to eat?
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1031. I can fix it in no time.
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1032. - No.
- Uh— No, thank you, ma'am.
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1033. Excuse me, ma'am.
You don't happen to be...
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1034. up and moving when
Gunny Highway leaves for the base?
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1035. I pour his coffee and lay out his things.
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1036. Platoon, ten-hut.
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1037. Right face.
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1038. Forward march!
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1039. Each platoon will proceed to the objective,
which in this case is the Battalion Bear Pit.
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1040. Whoever reaches it first
will get a 72-hour liberty.
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1041. Sir. It'd be an honor
if you'd accompany my platoon.
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1042. - Ugh.
- Thank you, staff sergeant.
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1043. Get out of your seats.
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1044. - Johanson, tighten up that harness.
- Gunny, I'm afraid of heights.
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1045. - So am I.
- You are?
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1046. Jumping out of a perfectly good aircraft
is not a natural act.
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1047. So let's do it right
and enjoy the view. Come on.
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1048. Let's move.
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1049. We made it. We're the first platoon
to reach the Bear Pit.
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1050. Not so quick, sir.
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1051. Oh, darn. First Platoon.
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1052. Major, it's Highway.
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1053. Damn.
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1054. Come on, men. Let's smoke them.
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1055. First Platoon, follow me!
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1056. Recon wins.
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1057. Gunny, you don't know your place.
First Platoon is the victor.
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1058. I'd say we have ourselves a dilemma, sir.
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1059. Sergeant Major, I order you
to declare 1st Platoon the winner.
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1060. Sir, that wouldn't be fair.
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1061. What do you propose
to resolve this situation?
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1062. Matchup.
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1063. Okay, men, get them off.
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1064. Get your shit off, let's go.
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1065. Yeah! Yeah!
Come on!
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1066. Come on!
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1067. Come on, shithead!
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1068. Get them out!
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1069. Get them out!
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1070. Come on, you fucking dickhead!
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1071. - I got him! I got him! I got him!
- Pull!
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1072. Come on!
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1073. We've got him! First Platoon!
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1074. Aah!
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1075. Recon!
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1076. Recon! Recon!
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1077. Sergeant major, 1st Platoon wins!
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1078. I don't see it that way, major.
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1079. You're out of order.
First Platoon is king of the pit.
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1080. - How do you figure?
- Your man cheated.
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1081. - I say he improvised.
- He cheated!
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1082. He adapted. He overcame.
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1083. There's only one way to settle this.
Platoon sergeants, front and center.
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1084. Remember, sergeant,
I'm leading your platoon today.
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1085. Old man, it's time for somebody
to put you in your place.
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1086. Come on, major!
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1087. Let's go, gunny!
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1088. Man, it felt great beating
Major Powers' elite fighting unit!
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1089. I've been bitten
by every bug known to mankind.
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1090. No, these bumps make you look
like you got muscles.
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1091. - I bet I have poison ivy.
- Man, you can get permanent light duty...
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1092. for all the crud on your body.
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1093. Your dream come true.
You won't have to do this bullshit no more.
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1094. Fuck you.
I'm getting pretty good at this.
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1095. Whoa!
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1096. This man must be sick,
ladies and gentlemen.
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1097. I'll tell you sick.
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1098. Gunny Highway is the sickest individual
it's been my sorry pleasure to come across.
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1099. Order today and get this record
from Recon Records. Songs like:
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1100. - "Highway, You Sick individual."
- Yeah.
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1101. - "Polish My Weapon, I'll Polish Yours."
- That's my song.
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1102. - "Bionic, Bionic Marine."
- Bionic Marine.
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1103. - That's it.
- Do that one.
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1104. Well, he kicked a lot of ass
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1105. At a place called Heartbreak Ridge
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1106. Don't fuck with Scarf ace Highway
Baddest jarhead that there is
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1107. He's a bad psycho mother
Bionic Marine
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1108. A leatherneck lifer
Who likes the barracks clean
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1109. - He kicked Powers in the ass
- Webster upside the head
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1110. If you fuck with this sick mother
Then you gonna end up dead
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1111. He's a fire-pissing jarhead
Bionic Marine
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1112. Salty dog don't wear nothing
But Marine Corps green
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1113. - Ain't got time to shit or shower
- Ain't got time to smoke a cig
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1114. I said don't fuck with Gunny Highway
Or you'll end up in the brig
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1115. Tell you something else, man.
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1116. Highway won the Congressional
Medal of Honor at Heartbreak Ridge.
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1117. - Check that out. Check that out!
- C.M.H.?
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1118. I knew he was bad, but not that bad.
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1119. Agent Powers wants statements
from each and every one of you.
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1120. What kind of statements?
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1121. Gunnery Sergeant Highway
used live ammunition...
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1122. with unauthorized weapons
on the training exercise.
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1123. Says who?
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1124. I thought you guys
didn't like Highway.
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1125. I heard that AK-47 fire
coming from your A.O.
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1126. Don't you boys want to go back to the
way it was? Nobody fucking with you?
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1127. It seems to me that no one's gonna
fuck with us the way things are now.
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1128. There's weekend liberty
in it for all of you.
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1129. I'll start with you.
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1130. I got nothing to say.
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1131. You.
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1132. This is gonna go hard on y'all
if y'all don't cooperate.
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1133. We ain't got nothing to say to you,
Webster.
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1134. Why don't you take your ass back
to that faggot 1st Platoon of yours...
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1135. and don't go away mad, just go away.
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1136. You've been told.
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1137. Bye, Webster.
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1138. Yeah!
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1139. I hate social functions.
You're gonna love it.
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1140. Your presence is requested at
the M.A.U. commander's open house.
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1141. Full military dress.
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1142. - Piss on that.
- You will be there, Sergeant Highway.
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1143. Stand tall and look sharp so they can
see a hero who isn't bleeding to death.
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1144. Let's find the bar.
- Good idea.
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1145. - How are you this evening? Thanks.
- How are you?
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1146. Privileged to greet
a Medal of Honor winner.
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1147. Thank you, sir.
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1148. Run into any clusterfucks lately?
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1149. No. Not lately, sir.
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1150. Thank you for stopping by.
Enjoy the party.
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1151. I love watching the brass snap to
attention when they see that ribbon.
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1152. What do you do at a party like this?
Stick out your pinkie?
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1153. Just don't unzip
and stick Old Blue out.
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1154. Didn't J.J. Johnson do that
at a WAVE party in San Diego?
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1155. No, that was me. J.J. mooned
the ARVN general at China Beach.
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1156. Here, let's drink a toast to J.J.
and all the pieces of him we couldn't find.
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1157. Funniest guy I ever met.
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1158. One thing about a party like this,
the conversation's so adult.
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1159. I think I'm gonna head for
the back door of this place.
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1160. And lose all this joy?
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1161. You won't be brokenhearted if I cut in,
will you?
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1162. I'll get over it.
I'm gonna see what the chow's like.
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1163. Would you like to dance?
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1164. - Yeah. What are you doing here?
- I'm still on the mailing list.
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1165. Hmm.
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1166. - Yeah?
Yeah.
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1167. Did I by any chance
give you that perfume?
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1168. What's so funny?
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1169. I was just thinking...
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1170. this reminds me of the senior prom
and that chaperone with the ruler.
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1171. "Agnes Anne, you keep 8 inches
of daylight...
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1172. between you and that young man
you're dancing with."
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1173. Yeah, I do remember that.
Wasn't that the...?
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1174. The first night we ever...?
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1175. Yes. Yes, it was.
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1176. Agnes Anne, you were a wild creature,
I must say.
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1177. What do your magazines say about that?
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1178. I don't know, I haven't gotten to that part.
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1179. - Are you still reading them?
- Affirmative.
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1180. And what do they say about ex-wives?
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1181. Not too much.
Just that the sex is great...
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1182. because you don't have to establish
a relationship or be meaningful.
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1183. - You really are trying to understand us?
- The best I can, yeah.
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1184. Is that because you can't be a Marine
anymore and you've got no place to go?
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1185. I shouldn't have said that. I'm sorry.
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1186. It's all right. We've known each other
too long to run away...
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1187. just over a little thing like
tearing each other's guts out.
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1188. Tom, I'm sorry.
I shouldn't have said that. It just—
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1189. It just never seems to work out
between you and me.
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1190. - With her husband.
- I see.
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1191. - I'm having a great time.
- It's a whole family gathering.
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1192. I've been thinking a little bit about
that avocado ranch we talked about.
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1193. Tom, Roy has asked me to marry him.
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1194. What did you say?
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1195. Your attention, please.
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1196. The 22nd Marine Amphibious Unit's
alert status has just been upgraded.
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1197. All officers and staff NCOs will
immediately return to their units.
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1198. Thank you.
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1199. What's the deal?
Is this another bullshit alert?
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1200. We're going to war, men.
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1201. Mother of Jesus.
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1202. We're gonna assist in an operation
on the island of Grenada...
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1203. to rescue American citizens there.
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1204. The island of what?
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1205. Grenada, a Caribbean island
also known as the Isle of Spice.
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1206. It's 86 nautical miles
northeast of Venezuela.
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1207. Our mission is to helocast into a small
bay on the west side of the island...
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1208. and recon in advance of the Marines.
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1209. I can't do that, man.
I forgot my suntan oil.
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1210. Come on, it's time to earn your pay.
Let's move it.
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1211. Pick it up. Let's go.
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1212. Now hear this. Now hear this.
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1213. Flight deck, prepare to launch helo.
Prepare to launch helo.
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1214. Over there!
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1215. Your glasses.
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1216. Get ready.
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1217. Choozoo, do you read me?
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1218. This is Highway. Do you read me?
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1219. I want your platoon to recon
toward the university.
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1220. Stay low around Powers, you hear?
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1221. See you when it's over.
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1222. Spread out. Spread out.
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1223. Jesus, what was that?
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1224. - AK-47. It has a distinctive sound.
- Proceed swiftly and with caution.
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1225. Get that 6O going around the corner.
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1226. Cover my ass.
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1227. Highway's crazy, man.
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1228. They pulled out, lieutenant!
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1229. All right, Aponte.
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1230. Slowly.
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1231. Damn.
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1232. Cubans. Mm.
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1233. Three-man recon team.
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1234. Better spread out. I'm sure
they got buddies around here.
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1235. Let's go.
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1236. Spread the fuck out. Let's go.
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1237. Okay. Go ahead.
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1238. We forgot the hot dogs. I'll go back
to New York and get the hamburgers.
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1239. Are you as good with engines
as your mouth?
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1240. - Jones is the name, hot-wire's the game.
- Get on that cat.
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1241. Get on that cat with him.
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1242. - You set? Let's do it.
- Let's go.
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1243. Swede. Get up there with that M-60.
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1244. Yeah!
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1245. I'm the ayatollah of rock 'n' roll-ah!
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1246. Stay right there, sucker.
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1247. Whoo!
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1248. Stay low.
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1249. Jesus, please forgive me.
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1250. Come on, let's go.
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1251. Let them know who you are
so no friendlies get hurt.
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1252. Hello, happening hostages,
I'm Stitch Jones, Mr. Funkadelic.
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1253. Try U.S. Marine, shithead.
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1254. It's all clear!
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1255. United States Marines!
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1256. Ah!
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1257. You've improved.
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1258. Goddamn it, gunny!
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1259. Uh— U.S. Marines, ma'am.
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1260. [HOSTAGES SCREAM
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1261. - U.S. Marines!
- Everybody all right?
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1262. You know what they say:
A behind is a terrible thing to waste.
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1263. Delta Company said they'd give us
surfboards and let us go down to the beach.
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1264. One of those students kissed me
four times. I think I'm in love.
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1265. - Was he good-looking?
- It was a girl.
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1266. Clean your weapons,
check your ammo.
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1267. All secured. No casualties,
no sign of enemy.
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1268. Very good. I want some pictures
before we wrap this mission.
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1269. We encountered heavy resistance
along the way.
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1270. Probably local fanatics.
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1271. Negative. Cuban regulars
with Russian rifles.
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1272. That type of data
has already been factored in.
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1273. Battalion.
- Go ahead.
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1274. Big Daddy says to get off your fat ass
and get back in the war. His words, sir.
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1275. Says to recon that hill.
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1276. Some flier thinks he saw some armor.
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1277. - You're full of good news.
- You're too ugly to live forever.
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1278. Gunny, recon that hill, but wait for Foxtrot
Company before launching any assault.
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1279. Now, you stay in contact.
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1280. Shall I send back data, sir,
or is that already factored in?
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1281. Move out.
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1282. Powers has the hots for you. Watch
your back. Could be wedding bells.
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1283. All right, let's move out, recon.
Form up.
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1284. All right, let's go.
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1285. Come on.
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1286. Keep moving.
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1287. Careful, guys.
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1288. Shit!
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1289. Let's move!
- Get down. Get down!
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1290. Get in the building!
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1291. No!
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1292. Move it!
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1293. Get in the building! Go!
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1294. Bad mistake, coming in here like this.
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1295. - It's my fault.
- Apologize to their mothers.
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1296. Jesus, gunny!
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1297. Lay some steel on those targets.
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1298. Collins, Aponte!
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1299. Radio battalion, see if we can
get some air support.
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1300. Yo, gunny, I think Profile's dead.
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1301. Don't let him die, gunny.
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1302. That's not up to me.
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1303. Come on, stay down, everyone.
Let's go.
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1304. How you doing?
- I'm okay.
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1305. - Doing better than Profile.
- I can still fight.
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1306. - We gonna make it out?
- Why, got a date?
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1307. You never know.
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1308. Gunny, I got Profile killed.
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1309. It was his time. When it's your time,
I don't give a damn how fast you run.
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1310. - I could've gotten them all killed.
- But you didn't.
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1311. Just don't make the same mistake twice.
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1312. Right.
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1313. I think I figured out a way to call in an air
strike if we can find where this line's cut.
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1314. Jones!
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1315. - That's the name, loving's the game.
- Thanks for volunteering.
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1316. - Say what?
- Get up and find where the line's out.
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1317. Come on, don't stand there, damn it.
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1318. I wish I was back in New Jersey,
watching The Flintstones.
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1319. I hate this bullshit.
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1320. Do you know who you're shooting at?
I'm the ayatollah of rock 'n' roll-ah.
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1321. Probably don't speak no English.
Banana-eating, bean-farting motherfuckers.
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1322. Hello? Hello?
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1323. - It works!
- Damn right, it works.
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1324. Almost got my ass shot off for Ma Bell.
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1325. Hello? Operator?
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1326. I'd like to make an emergency
long-distance call...
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1327. to Camp Lejeune, North Carolina.
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1328. Collect.
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1329. What?
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1330. Anybody got a credit card?
They won't make collect calls.
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1331. Have no fear, Stitch is here.
I never go to combat without my plastic.
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1332. Yes.
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1333. It's 6-6-0...
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1334. 5-5-8...
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1335. O-7-1-1.
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1336. Camp Lejeune.
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1337. Are you for real?
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1338. Grid 2-1-9...
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1339. 6-3-2-1 -8—
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1340. - Did they get it?
- I don't know. The phone went dead.
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1341. Give me that.
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1342. Gunny, where are you going?
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1343. They don't see our marker,
we're in real trouble.
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1344. You don't know
if the transmission got through.
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1345. Well, I'll have to improvise, sir.
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1346. Shit.
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1347. Shit, Highway's been hit!
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1348. What are we gonna do, sir?
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1349. Let's go.
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1350. Don't die, man.
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1351. Gunny!
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1352. Jonesuu
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1353. Just because we're holding hands...
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1354. doesn't mean we're gonna take warm
showers till the wee hours of the morning.
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1355. You hear me?
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1356. - Sucker, I thought you was dead!
- Wishful thinking.
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1357. Well, lieutenant,
what are we waiting for'?
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1358. All right, you devil dogs.
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1359. - Let's take this fucking hill!
Oorah!
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1360. Let's go!
Go, go!
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1361. Go!
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1362. All right, get them out of there!
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1363. Put your hands up!
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1364. - Bunker secure, sir!
- Thank you.
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1365. - Corporal Jones!
- Yes, sir.
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1366. - Move them out.
- You heard the man! Move out!
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1367. Move it, ladies!
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1368. Just what the hell
do you think you were doing?
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1369. Just enjoying the view, sir.
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1370. Well, you disobeyed a direct order.
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1371. I told you to stay in contact
and not to take this hill without me.
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1372. Get on your feet, Highway!
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1373. Will all due respect, sir, you're beginning
to bore the hell out of me.
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1374. - Who's in charge here?
- I am, sir. Major Malcolm Powers.
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1375. Did you lead this assault?
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1376. Lieutenant Ring and Gunnery Sergeant
Highway disobeyed a direct order.
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1377. I told them to wait for support,
but they still charged up this hill.
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1378. Why?
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1379. We're paid to improvise, sir.
Overcome, adapt.
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1380. I gave the order to take this hill.
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1381. Ring, this is gonna ruin your career.
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1382. - Are you new to the infantry, major?
- Yes, sir. Come over from Supply.
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1383. - Were you good at that?
- Yes, sir.
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1384. Then stick to it. You're a walking
clusterfuck as an infantry officer.
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1385. This is a Marine amphibious unit.
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1386. My men are hard-chargers.
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1387. Ring and Highway took
a handful of young fire-pissers...
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1388. exercised some personal initiative,
and kicked ass!
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1389. - Good work, lieutenant.
- Thank you, sir.
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1390. See that some of those students
are escorted back to Cherry Point.
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1391. Aye, aye, sir.
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1392. Well, you're dismissed.
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1393. What the hell are you two sorry-assed
individuals looking at? Get out of my LZ.
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1394. Semper Fi.
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1395. Oorah.
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1396. Well, Chooz, I guess we're not
0-1-1 now, huh?
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1397. - There's my family.
All right!
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1398. - Got anybody here?
- No, but it's a beautiful day...
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1399. - ... and your boy Stitch is ready to play.
- Give them hell.
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1400. Yeah, I'm gonna do that. Definitely.
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1401. Like I said, it's a beautiful day and
Stitch Jones is ready to play, you know?
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1402. - Anytime, man.
- All right, big guy.
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1403. You'll be a civilian soon.
You can let your hair long, sleep late...
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1404. and become an asshole
rock 'n' roll star.
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1405. Sergeant Major Choozoo
gave me re-up papers.
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1406. And you signed them?
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1407. Tell you the truth, gunny,
I'm a better Marine than a singer.
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1408. You're also a lot dumber
than I thought you were.
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1409. What about you?
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1410. No, I've had it. No room
in this man's Corps for me now.
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1411. Besides, they've got you.
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1412. Michael!
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1413. Hi, honey!
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1414. He-hey!
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1415. I guess all this marching bands and
parades and shit is old stuff to you?
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1416. Tell you the truth, this is the first time.
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1417. Well, well, well. There are my ladies.
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1418. Well, hey, gunny...
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1419. duty calls.
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1420. What's happening?
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