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: Pardon me sir, what's your point, sir? Hill
: There ain't no point, Eriksson. I'm simply trying to illuminate the terrain in which we currently find ourselves deployed. You don't mind that, do you? And if you do, FUCK YOU! You on my frequency? Eriksson
: Yes SIR!
: You sick son of a bitch! Clark
: I told you, cherry. What happen...
[Clark is hit in the face by Eriksson with a shovel
: Nobody cares, Meserve. I told everybody. I told them. You don't have to worry. You don't have to try to kill me, man. I told them, and THEY DON'T CARE!
: You couldn't let it rest, could you? You had to push it? Eriksson
: Go to hell. SIR.
: Who got hit Sarge? Hawthorne
: The cherry. Man, that boy was bagged and tagged the minute they cut his orders to this place. They should've just shot him at home.
: Everybody's acting like we can do anything and it don't matter what we do. Maybe we gotta' be extra careful because maybe it matters more than we even know.
: You probably like the army, don't you, Eriksson? Eriksson
: This ain't the army. This ain't the army, Sarge.
: You're taking your turn in there. Eriksson
: No! I ain't raping nobody! Meserve
: You think you're sayin' no to ME?
[Ericson turns and walks away
: You're taking your turn. Eriksson
: No. Meserve
: Well maybe when I'm through with her, I'm gonna come after you. Maybe when I'm done humping her, I'm gonna come hump you!
] Girl on Bus
: You had a bad dream, didn't you? Eriksson
: Yes. Girl on Bus
: It's over now, I think. Chao ong.
: Give me a minute on this thing we're doing. I mean, what we're doing. What are we doing, sarge? Meserve
: We have a VC suspect. Is that what you mean? She's a VC whore and we're gonna have fun with her. Eriksson
: She's just a farm girl. Meserve
: You're the cherry here, right? So lighten up. Clark
: -Let me carry the weight. -What's the problem, sarge? Meserve
: He don't think our VC whore is a VC whore.
: You a chaplain, sir? Chaplain Kirk
: Are you religious, son? I'm a Methodist. Eriksson
: I'm a Lutheran. Chaplain Kirk
: Well, we can still talk, can't we? Eriksson
: We went on a long patrol, sir, and we kidnapped a girl from the village. The other four men raped her, and they murdered her, and I failed, sir...
: ... to stop them.
: Can you imagine that? You escape Viet Nam and you die from an airline fatality. Clark
: Never happen, Cherry. You survive the Nam, you get to live forever, man.