TV show quotes
[1stLt Fick has waved off a group of armed Iraqis riding in white pickup trucks that approached the platoon, after being denied permission to fire on them. These Iraqis later turn out to be Fedayeen, paramilitary forces loyal to Saddam.]
Our first contact with armed Iraqi's and we wave at 'em... like bitches.
Know what happens when you get out of the Marine Corps? You get your brains back.
Yo' president is watchin'! Amerikee is watchin'! But more important: Godfather...is watchin'! Make no mistake: There! Will! Be! No! Fuck-ups! Marines around this world, would gives they left nuts to be where you are! Anybody not want to go!?
NO, SERGEANT MAJOR!
Then, Marines, "kill" on three! One, two, three!
KILL!!!
Battalion, attention! Marines...TO WAR!!!
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The question is, why the fuck am I standing here looking at a fucking bridge that doesn't have my fucking Marines rolling across it?
Sir, we're thirty mikes from initiating the armored assault to engage the enemy along the MSR through the city. Our problem has been refueling the tanks-
Not only 'No', Colonel, but fuck no. Okay? I don't give a rat's ass about the resistance in this city. Your mission is to punch through the city and put RCT-1 north of it where our objectives are. This is just a fuckin' sideshow. You got seven thousand Marine riflemen who have been ready to go for the past twenty-four hours and you're standing here with your foot on your dick. No, check that. Not your dick, my dick. [to Col. Ferrando] Godfather, hold your Marines back for now. If Col. Dowdy here sees fit to un-fuck himself and push through this fuckin' shithole, I'll turn First Recon loose.
[Person is downing Ripped Fuel]
Sergeant, I thought they were going to send us over the bridge in darkness.
Not retarded enough.
[To Person] Careful with the Ripped Fuel.
Fuck, man! I'm on thirty hours no sleep! Beat the record I made in high school when I was on the debate team.
Wait a minute, you were on the debate team?
What's the channel for the 119s?
[To Colbert] 6-4 and TAD 7. [To Wright] Yeah, I was really really fucking good, but all the other guys on the team thought I was high all of the time.
Where did we get that so-called translator?
He told me he worked for General Mattis.
He told me he worked for the CIA.
Back at Mathilda, he said he could hook me up with free satellite TV.
Sergeant, I didn't get to shoot!
That fucking sucks, Trombley. Did your recruiting officer tell you you'd get to shoot people?
Fucking 'A' he did!
See, Trombley asked about shooting people. I asked about pussy. The guy told me I'd get to go to Thailand, get all kinds of strange. What'd you ask about, Brad? Brad probably saw that T.V. commercial, the one with the knight that fucks up the dragon then turns into the Marine.
Woo woo! Dress blues with a sword!
Fucking dress blues commercial man. That got so many fucking guys. Now look at us: Trombley hasn't killed anybody, I'm half a world away from good Thai pussy, and Colbert is out here rolling around fuckbutt Iraq, hunting for dragons in a MOPP suit that smells like four days of piss and ball sweat.
Nice.
You should have rolled into battle with a sword, Brad. That would've fuckin' rocked.
Look at this, gents. Little more than 48 hours into the war and First Marine Division, out of Camp Pendleton, Oceanside, California, is rolling with impunity on Saddam's highway.
I don’t want none you ladies mopin’ n’ cryin’, but the moostashes gots ta go now! Hey! Turd! (Looks at Baptista) Scrape that hippie shit off your lip.
(laughing, mutters) Screwby.
You mockin the groomin standard, Stafford?
Nah, Sgt Maj. It’s screwby.
(puckers lips at Stafford before Stafford walks off with Baptista) I wants to see clean, purty smiles before we step off.
[on the radio] I don't copy, Hitman 2-3. I don't copy a word you're saying. [annoyed] Every time Batista gets excited, his English goes out the fucking window.
I mean, he's not even a citizen. He snuck in from whatever fucking greaseball fucking country he's from and now he's a Marine. You know, there ought to be at least some kind of grammar test before you're off here blowing shit up with heavy weapons.
If they did that, fucking buck-tooth cross-eyed sister-fucking hicks like you wouldn't get in either. [Josh grins]
That song is straight homosexual, country music, special Olympic gay.
We're Marines. We obey our orders. Our mission now is not to do our original mission.
Semper Gumby, always flexible.
Corporal, stow this next to my seat. Better be prepared, never know when you might need an AK.
Garza, how your legs, they all right, standing on that turret all day.
Good, Gunny. I'm Mexican, too hard to feel nothin' from that. I got retard strength.
This lunatic doesn't even know he's in Iraq. Thinks he's a super hero, some Japanese comic.
Hey, I put on my super hero uniform every day I'm in the Corps, brother. Oorah? It's how we find our true Dharma.
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