“Currahee” quotes from Band of Brothers

Sobel

[Addressing whole platoon.] You people are at the position of attention! [To Perconte] Private Perconte, have you been blousing your trousers over your boots like a paratrooper?

Perconte

No, sir.

Sobel

Then explain the creases at the bottom.

Perconte

No excuse, sir.

Sobel

Volunteering for the Parachute Infantry is one thing, Perconte, but you've got a long way to prove that you belong here. Your weekend pass is revoked. [moves on] Name?

Luz

Luz, George.

Sobel

[examining Luz's M1 rifle] Dirt in the rear sight aperture. Pass revoked. [walks over to another soldier] When did you sew on these Chevrons, Sergeant Lipton?

Lipton

Yesterday, sir.

Sobel

[displays a loose thread pulled from the stripe] Long enough to notice this – revoked.

Lipton

Sir. [Sobel walks over to another soldier.]

Sobel

Name.

Malarkey

Malarkey, Donald G!

Sobel

Malarkey is slang for "bullshit," isn't it? [takes his rifle]

Malarkey

Yes, sir!

Sobel

Rust on the butt-plate hinge spring, Private Bullshit – revoked. [tosses his rifle at Malarkey and moves on] Name.

Liebgott

Liebgott, Joseph, D, sir.

Sobel

Rusty bayonet, Liebgott. You want to kill Germans?

Liebgott

Yes, sir.

Sobel

[knocks his helmet with the bayonet] Not with this. [to the whole platoon] I will not take this rusty piece of shit to war, and I will not take you to war in your condition. [throws bayonet to the ground] Now thanks to these men and their infractions, every man in the company who had a weekend pass has lost it. Change into your PT gear. We're running Currahee.

[to Lt. Winters, as Easy Company is marching one Friday night] Sir, we got nine companies, sir.

Winters

That we do.

Well, how come we’re the only company marching every Friday night, twelve miles, full pack, in the pitch dark?

Winters

Why do you think, Private Randleman?

Lieutenant Sobel hates us, sir!

Winters

[pauses a moment] Lieutenant Sobel does not hate Easy Company, Private Randleman – he just hates you! [the rest of Easy Company laughs]

Thank–you–sir!

Sobel

Who is that?! Christenson! There is no water in your canteen! You drank from your canteen!

Sir, I–

Sobel

Lt. Winters!

Winters

Sir?

Sobel

Was this man asked to not drink from his canteen during the evening march?

Winters

He was, sir.

Sobel

Pvt. Christenson, you have disobeyed a direct order! You will refill your canteen and repeat all 12 miles of the march immediately!

Yes, sir.

Sobel

FALL OUT! [fuming, Sobel walks back to Winters] What in the name of God are you doing with my company? You're late and you allowed troopers to disobey direct orders.

Winters

No excuse, sir.

Sobel

You're making me look bad, Lieutenant. This is not Dog Company, this is not Fox Company, this–this is Easy Company. And under my command, this is going to be the first and finest company in this regiment. I want the names of six men, their infractions and your disciplinary recommendations on my desk by 0130, is that clear?

Winters

What infractions, sir?

Sobel

Find some.

Nixon

Sobel's a genius. I had a headmaster in prep school who was just like him. I know the type.

Winters

Lew, Michelangelo's a genius. Beethoven's a genius.

Nixon

You know a man in this company who wouldn't double-time Currahee with a full pack just to piss in that man's morning coffee?

Guarnere

Eh, I like Winters, he's a good man. But when the bullets start flyin', I don't know if I want a Quaker doing my fighting for me.

How do you know he's a Quaker?

Guarnere

He ain't Catholic.

Malarkey

Neither is Sobel.

Guarnere

That prick's a Son of Abraham.

Liebgott

What?

Guarnere

He's a Jew.

Liebgott

I'm a Jew.

Guarnere

Congratulations, get your nose outta my face.

Lipton

Now, if we are all going to go through with this, we all have to be aware of the consequences.

Martin

I don't care about the consequences.

Lipton

John. We could be lined up against a wall and shot. Now, I'm ready to face that. And the rest of you better be, too.

Guarnere

[Regarding Sobel] I will not follow that man into combat.

Me neither.

Lipton

Alright, then. Let's do it.

Guarnere

"I hereby...no longer wish to serve...as a Non-Commissioned Officer...in Easy Company." [they each then sign their individual papers and hand them to Lipton]

Lipton

Alright then. Good luck. [leaves to take the papers to Col. Sink]

I ought to have you all shot! This is nothing less than an act of mutiny while we prepare for the goddamn invasion of Europe! Sergeant Harris.

Sir.

Turn in your stripes, collect your gear. You are hereby transferred out of my regiment.

Sir.

Get out. Sergeant Ranney.

Sir.

Consider yourself lucky; I'm only busting you to private. As for the rest of you, we are on the brink of the largest invasion in the history of warfare, which leaves me no choice... but to spare your lives. All of you men have disgraced the 101st Airborne! Now get out of my office and get out of my sight. [the paratroopers salute] Get!

Winters

These men have been through the toughest training the Army has to offer, under the worst possible circumstances, and they volunteered for it.

Christ, Dick, I was just shooting craps with them.

Winters

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.

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.

Winters

You were gambling, Buck.

So what? Soldiers do that. I don't deserve a reprimand for it.

Winters

What if you'd won?

What?

Winters

What. If. You'd. Won? Never put yourself in a position where you can take from these men.