These men have been through the toughest training the Army has to offer, under the worst possible circumstances, and they volunteered for it.
BBuck
Christ, Dick, I was just shooting craps with them.
You know why they volunteered? Because they knew that the man in the foxhole next to them would be the best. Not some draftee who's going to get them killed.
BBuck
Are you ticked because they like me? Because I'm spending time to get to know my soldiers? I mean, c'mon, you've been with them for two years? I've been here for six days.
BBuck
So what? Soldiers do that. I don't deserve a reprimand for it.
What. If. You'd. Won? Never put yourself in a position where you can take from these men.
Let the Krauts cook their own goddamn food. How are we doing, Malarkey?
BBuck
Yeah? What the hell do you know about cooking; you're Irish.
Sir, if you have a reservation someplace else, I'd be happy to go with you.
[Guarnere opens the flap]
Ooh, Christ, gimme some air.
[Winters shows up]
Whoo. Did something just die in here?
BBuck
Any word on Lieutenant Meehan yet, sir?
Don't that make you our commanding officer, sir?
Sir? [offers Winters a bottle of wine]
Joe, the Lieutenant don't drink.
[Takes the bottle] It's been a day of firsts. [drinks, then hands bottle to Guarnere] Don't you think, Guarnere?
[He starts to leave, then turns back to Guarnere]
I'm not a Quaker. [leaves]
[the men laugh]
Hey, if he's from Lancaster County, he's probably a Mennonite.
[gambling on a game of darts]
Lieutenant, are you going to shoot lefty all night? [Comptom looks at him]
I'm just curious cause he's right-handed.
BBuck
[switches hands] George! What would I do without George Luz?