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[Elias, Barnes and O'Neill argue about what to do with the "cherries."
] Sgt. Elias
: They don't know shit, Barnes, and chances are we're gonna run into something. Think about it. Sgt. O'Neill
: That's just great, Bob, and what do you want me to do? Send one of my guys out to get zapped so some lame-ass just in from the world can get his beauty sleep? No. Sgt. Elias
: Hey, O'Neill, take a break. You don't have to be a prick every day of you life, you know.
: Bob, I got a bad feeling on this one, all right? I mean, I got a bad feeling. I don't think I'm gonna make it out of here. You understand what I'm saying to you? Sgt. Barnes
: Everybody got to die sometime, Red.
: Martin, get your boots on. And the next time I catch you spraying skeeter repellent on your fucking feet, I'm gonna court-martial your nigger ass. Junior
: Well, then court-martial me, motherfucker! Bust my ass. Send me to fucking Long Binh! You do your fucking worst! You white folks have got your last klick out of Junior! Sgt. Barnes
: O'Neill, get me that centipede. Sgt. O'Neill
: Sergeant? Sgt. Barnes
: Yeah, that long, hairy, red and black bastard I found in the ammo crate. I'm gonna put it in this boy's crotch, see if he can walk. Sgt. O'Neill
: I remember now.
: Excuses are like assholes, Taylor, everybody got one.
: Guy's in three years, he thinks he's Jesus fucking Christ or something. Sgt. Barnes
: Red, your guys stay in, but you go! I need veterans out there. Sgt. O'Neill
: Damn it!
] Lt. Wolf
: Excuse me, Seargeant. But in front of the men, I think it's necessary for *me* to give the orders. Sgt. Barnes
] Yes, sir.
: What do ya say there LT?
: [to Private Taylor
] Fucking pussy, man. He's laughing at you. That's the way the gook laughs.
[to Vietnamese villager
: Yeah, sure you are. You're real sorry, ain't you? You're just crying your little hearts out about Sandy and Sal and Manny. Sgt. O'Neill
: Forget about it, Bunny, huh? Let's go. What do you say?
[Bunny hits the Vietnamese villager over the head with the butt of his shotgun
: Holy shit! You see that fucking head come apart, man? I never seen brains like that before, man. I bet you the old bitch runs the whole fucking show, man. She probably cut Manny's throat. She would probably cut my balls off if she had the chance. Sgt. O'Neill
: Bunny, we leave now. Nobody saw a fucking thing! You understand me, Taylor? Not a fucking thing. Bunny
: Fucking woman, man. Come on, man, let's fucking do her, man. Let's do this whole fucking village!