Heartbreak Ridge
1986
Highway: With all due respect, sir, you're beginning to bore the hell out of me.
(Toasting a fallen comrade) Choozoo: Here's to J.J. and all the pieces of him we couldn't find.
Highway: I've drank more beer, pissed more blood, and banged more quiff than all you numb-nuts put together
Highway: Improvise. Adapt. Overcome.
Col Meyers: What's your assessment of this situation, Gunny? Highway: It's a cluster fuck, sir. Marines shouldn't be sitting on their sorry asses filling out requisitions for equipment they should already have. Col Meyers: An astute observation.
Highway: Be advised, I'm mean nasty and tired. I eat concertina wire and piss napalm and I could a round through a fleas ass at 300 yards. So why don't you hump somebody else's leg mutt-face before I push yours in.
Highway: This doesn't mean we'll be swappin' spit in the shower.
Highway: The United States' Marines is lookin' for a few good men - you ain't it.
Choozoo: (about Major Powers) Rumor has it that he reads the Marine manual before he mounts his old lady, just to assure he does it in a orderly proficient military manner.
Choozoo: Our operations officer's farthole is sewn so tight he shits out of his mouth.
Highway: Sergeant, get that contraband stogie out of my face before I shove it so far up your ass that you'll have to stick a match up your nose to light it!
Highway: You shouldn't litter, Fag-etti. It's ecologically unsound!
Highway: You're dead marine, you just got your legs blown off and we'll hafta send out a search party for your testicles. Where's your cover? They indicate Profile who waves to them>What the hell are ya doin' back there? Without any cover fire I'll get my ass shot off! While the rest of you are pumpin' the neighbors dog we'll get every swinging dick in this platoon killed!
Highway: I can't fix it if I don't know what's broken.
Highway: This is the AK-47 Assault Rifle, the preferred weapon of our enemy. It makes a distinctive sound when fired.
Highway: Why don't I bend you over the table there... send you home with the "I just pumped the neighbor's cat" look on your face.
Highway: Just because we're holding hands doesn't mean we'll be taking warm showers together until the wee hours of the morning.
Swede Johanson: I'm gonna rip yer head off and shit down yer neck.
Swede Johanson: Gunny, I'm afraid of heights. Highway: So am I. Swede Johanson: You are? Highway: Jumping out of a perfectly good aircraft is not a natural act. So let's do it right, enjoy the view. Come on.
Cop: I just want you to know that next time, it's your ass! I don't give no discounts to war heroes. Highway: Too bad. Your old lady does.
Choozoo: Hey, crotch rot, you gonna slurp my lifer's juice out of my own cup? Highway: Yeah, I should've gotten shots beforehand. Choozoo: Your brain as half as quick as your mouth, skunk stool, you'd be a friggin' twenty-star general by now. Highway: And if I was a half as ugly as you, Sergeant Major, I'd be a poster boy for a prophylactic.
Reese: You know one of these days you'll be puking blood in some alley and you're going to look up and see me standing there! Highway: Keep dreaming, shitball! Reese: You're going to pay full price Rummy! I don't give no serviceman's discount! Highway: That's too bad, you're old lady does.
Highway: I needed to evaluate my men, sir. Maj. Malcolm A. Powers: They're not your men, you arrogant, egocentric, son of a bitch. They're the U.S. Marine Corps men. The Second Division's men. The Eighth Marine Regiment's men. In other words, they're my men and so are you, GET IT?
Cpl. 'Stitch' Jones: (while under heavy fire) I wish I was back in New Jersey, man, watching the Flintstones!
Maj. Malcolm A. Powers: (after Profile fell down, Highway speaks to him, then Profile runs off) What did you say to him? Highway: I said "Don't give the prick the satification," sir!
Highway: Shut your face, hippie! Cpl. 'Stitch' Jones: Hippie? (whispers in ear) There haven't been hippies in centuries. Are you freeze-dried or doing hard time?
Corporal 'Stitch' Jones: If you weren't wearin' those stripes, I'd kick your fuckin' ass around the fuckin' block... yeah... but since I'm not into violence, I'll refrain from kickin' your ass at this time.