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: So, where do you think they're sending us? Mike Strank
: I think it's the desert, Frankllin. Franklin Sousley
: Well, that makes no sense at all. Mike Strank
: Well, it's just military psychology. They always train you for the desert on a volcano. Franklin Sousley
: Aw, now you're just havin' fun with me. Mike Strank
: Harlon, take your men right. Watch for Bedouins. Harlon Block
: Yes, sir. Franklin Sousley
: Hey, what's a Bedouin? Harlon Block
: It's a guy with a camel. Franklin Sousley
: Well, Jeez Louise, maybe we *are* going to the desert.
: Any man that doesn't have his masturbation papers in order better get them signed by tomorrow night or he ain't going overseas. Gust
: I got mine already. Lundsford
: Oh, yeah, I'm square. Franklin Sousley
: Wait, wait. Why am I just hearing about this? Mike Strank
: That's horseshit, Franklin! I don't have to repeat everything twice for you. Franklin Sousley
: No, I didn't hear nothin' about no masturbating papers! Ira Hayes
: Heard they were running short. Franklin Sousley
: You know, nobody tells me nothing. That's real nice, guys! Mike Strank
: All right, get your ass over to the officer in charge of records. Maybe he's got some more left. Leave your smokes. I'll play for you. Franklin Sousley
: Thanks, Mike. Mike Strank
: Listen, if he calls you an idiot, you take it like a man, okay? Just *do not* leave without signing them.