Sgt Brad Colbert quotes from Generation Kill

What’s this about you losin’ your Kevlar?

It bounced off my head sergeant major, last night.

Bounced off your head?

I was up on the .50 cal, the humvee went over a bump Sergeant Major.

That Kevlar wasn’t yours to lose!! That was the property of this, United States Marine Corps! Belonged to every Marine! Because of your failure to secure that helmet, you’ve jeopardized every Marine servin’ today! Was gonna consider NJP’n yo ass! Sergeant Colbert! This is what happens when you don’t enforce the groomin standard! The mens gets all lax, and other standards fall. Devil Dog here stops usin’ his chinstrap, goes over a bump, Kevlar flies off his head, and our pro-tective posture, is weakened!

Roger that, Sergeant Major.

I’m not the fucking retard that lost a whole supply truck!

Aw no, Christ lover at my nine.

Coming this way?

Yeah, ETA's like 10 seconds.

Like I gotta deal with this too...

Men. I'm holding a service, and I wonder if you would take comfort in pausing for a word of prayer.

Oh, no thank you Lieutenant Commander. We got the warning order, so it looks like we're going to be moving out to kill a lot more of these Godless heathens for you. But don't worry, we will not rest until the Iraqi threat to your way of worship has been completely neutralized.

I'm aware of the warning order, and it's for that reason that we're congregating right now for a brief service of...

The other thing is, is that my team leader here, Sgt. Colbert? Yeah, he was born a Hebrew, and remains a practicing Christ killer. So it's purely out of respect for him, I feel as though I'm going to have to forego your festive rituals.

Sergeant Colbert, I was thinking, those trees over there behind us, maybe the guys who fired at us were in them.

As much as I appreciate Rolling Stone’s tactical input, I’m confident in the birds.

Birds?

Anything moves in those trees, birds don’t sing.

Where the fuck have you been? You haven't said two words since Baghdad.

No more Ripped Fuel. [Looks around him] Man. It seems no matter where we go as Marines... it's always some fuckin' shithole.

Well, I'll see y'all. [A sentry offscreen shoots a wild dog with a shotgun; Wright pauses awkwardly.] Uh... thanks.

Stay frosty.

Goddamnit, Rudy! You fucking PTSD psycho! You're just like every other jock piece of shit in high school! [Shoves at the Marines holding onto him] Get the fuck offa me!

Maybe we shouldn't play football anymore.

[Catching up with Ray] You all right?

Ray! Ray, brother!

Goddamnit, Rudy. Go to your little quiet place and chant, motherfucker.