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Cpl. Josh Ray Person (Character)
from "Generation Kill" (2008)

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"Generation Kill: Get Some (#1.1)" (2008)
Cpl. Ray Person: [in response to a child's letter] Dear Frederick, thank you for your nice letter, but I am actually a US Marine who was born to kill, whereas clearly you seem to have mistaken me for some sort of wine sipping, communist dick suck. And although peace probably appeals to tree hugging bi-sexuals like you and your parents, I happen to be a death-dealing, blood-crazed warrior who wakes up every day just hoping for the chance to dismember my enemies and defile their civilizations. Peace sucks a hairy asshole, Freddy. War is the mother-fucking answer.

Cpl. Ray Person: Yeah, get some!

Cpl. Ray Person: This whole thing comes down to pussy! You take the Republican Guard and comp their asses for a week in Vegas. No fucking war!

Evan 'Scribe' Wright: AAA batteries, dip, Skoal, Copenhagen, baby wipes, flavored pringles in a can and adult diapers. As requested. Why do you need me to get all of this stuff?
Sgt. Brad 'Iceman' Colbert: In the infinite wisdom to whoever runs the military post exchange store, they won't sell this stuff in quantity to military personnel. But, for civilians like yourself, the sky is the limit.
Evan 'Scribe' Wright: And why is that?
Cpl. Josh Ray Person: To Keep us angry. If Marines could get what they needed when they needed it we would be happy and wouldn't ready to kill people all of the time. The Marine Corps is like America's Pitbull. They beat us, mistreat us and every once in awhile, they let us out to attack someone.

Evan 'Scribe' Wright: Why are we going to a PX at an Army Camp?
Cpl. Josh Ray Person: Marines don't need a PX. We are about to loot and pillage a country.

Cpl. Josh Ray Person: I love you Fruity Rudy!

Cpl. Josh Ray Person: Hey, War Scribe. Do you want some dip? The first couple times I dipped I puked a little. But, as long as you don't get it in Brad's Humvee, we won't mind.

Sgt. Brad 'Iceman' Colbert: Our first contact with armed Iraqis and we wave them off like bitches.
Cpl. Gabe Garza: I had a beautiful head shot.
Sgt. Rodolfo 'Rudy' Reyes: We all did brother.
Cpl. Josh Ray Person: You know what happens when you get out of the Marine Corps? You get your brains back.

Cpl. Ray Person: Look at this shit, how come we can't ever invade a cool country, like chicks in bikinis, you know, how come counties like that don't ever need Marines, I'll tell you why, it's lack of pussy that fucks countries up, lack of pussy is the root fucking cause of all global instability, if more hajis were getting quality pussy, there'd be no reason for us to come over and fuck em up like this, cause a nutbusting haji, is a happy haji.
Sgt. Brad 'Iceman' Colbert: Ray, how much ripped fuel have you ingested.
Cpl. Ray Person: I'm on it like a mother fucker Brad, haha!...
Sgt. Brad 'Iceman' Colbert: Well, no more of that shit...
Evan 'Scribe' Wright: An interesting theory though.
Cpl. Ray Person: Yeah, yeah, you should quote me on it, you know what, you should definitely quote me on it, this whole thing comes down to pussy! Look, if you take the Republican Guard and comp their asses for a week in Vegas, no fucking war!
Evan 'Scribe' Wright: So the war is not about oil or WMDs.
Cpl. Ray Person: No, in the opinion of this Marine, its about pussy.
Evan 'Scribe' Wright: And its not about Saddam.
Cpl. Ray Person: No, Saddam is just part of the problem, if Saddam invested more in the pussy infrastructure of Iraq than he did in his fucking gay ass army, then this country would be no more fucked up than say, Mexico.
Sgt. Brad 'Iceman' Colbert: Ray, please shut up... thank you.

Cpl. Josh Ray Person: Dear Frederick. Thank you for your nice letter but I am actually a U.S. Marine who was born to kill, whereas you have clearly mistaken me for some sort of wine-sipping-communist dick-suck. And although peace probably appeals to tree-loving bisexuals like you and your parents, I happen to be a death-dealing, blood-crazed warrior who wakes up every day just hoping for the chance to dismember my enemies and defile their civilizations. Peace sucks a hairy asshole, Freddie. War, is the motherfucking answer.

Lance Cpl. Harold James Trombley: How come we're not there yet?
Cpl. Josh Ray Person: Maybe because a certain severely retarded company commander by the name of Encino Man who, in his infinite retardation, duct-taped his Humvee windows. Thought he was being all tactical and shit, until Bravo missed the turn at the checkpoint 'cause retard couldn't see out his fuckin' truck.


"Generation Kill: The Cradle of Civilization (#1.2)" (2008)
Cpl. Josh Ray Person: So check this. Maybe our cammies aren't really green. Maybe we're so sleep deprived that we actually never noticed that it's desert beige. You know how sometimes things look different when you're so tired? Like the sun. It looks red when it's actually yellow.

Lance Cpl. Harold James Trombley: How about James Alvarez Trombley?
Cpl. Josh Ray Person: That's stupid.
Lance Cpl. Harold James Trombley: You're stupid!

Lance Cpl. Harold James Trombley: You got something against marriage, sarge?
Cpl. Josh Ray Person: Brad got dumped.
Sgt. Brad 'Iceman' Colbert: My sweetheart since junior high dumps me and marries my best friend since junior high. And the best part about it? We're still all friends. They're that kind of happy couple that likes to hang photos of themselves all over their goddamn house. Sometimes I just go over there to see my ex-fiancee doing the things that I used to do with her with my best friends. It's nice having friends.

Cpl. Josh Ray Person: Hassert tried to kill himself!
Cpl. Walt Hasser: Thanks to your driving!

Lance Cpl. Harold James Trombley: Sergeant, I didn't get to shoot!
Cpl. Josh Ray Person: That fucking sucks, Trombley. Did your recruiting officer tell you you'd get to shoot people?
Lance Cpl. Harold James Trombley: Fucking A he did!
Cpl. Josh Ray Person: See, Trombley asked about shooting people. I asked about pussy. The guy told me I'd get to go to Thailand and 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 that turns into the Marine.
Cpl. Walt Hasser: Woo woo! Dress blues with a sword!
Cpl. Josh Ray Person: Fucking dress blues commercial man. That got so many fucking dudes. 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.

Cpl. Josh Ray Person: [to Brad] I see foot-mobiles. 12 o'clock, a 100 metres. Damn! Brad! They're fucking hotties! I didn't know hajis could be hotties. I thought they were all camel-faced hags.
[to the haji hotties]
Cpl. Josh Ray Person: As-salaam alaykum, ladies.
[to Brad]
Cpl. Josh Ray Person: Damn, homey. Better than when I was in my band!
Sgt. Brad 'Iceman' Colbert: 'Cause they haven't heard you play.

Cpl. Josh Ray Person: Man, I am so high from not sleeping. So check this out. Maybe they didn't issue the wrong color fatigues for the invasion. Maybe our blouses actually aren't green. Maybe they are desert beige. You know, like, sometimes, colors actually start to look different when you're so sleep deprived? Like the sun, it looks red, when it actually is yellow. You know, maybe our blouses aren't green. We're just so fucking sleep deprived that that's the way that they look to us.
Sgt. Brad 'Iceman' Colbert: Are you making this up?
Cpl. Josh Ray Person: Fuck yeah, I'm making this up. Passes the time, brother!

Lance Cpl. Harold James Trombley: Sargent, I didn't get to shoot.
Cpl. Josh Ray Person: That fucking sucks Trombley, did your recruiting officer tell you'd get to shoot people?
Lance Cpl. Harold James Trombley: Fucking A he did.
Cpl. Josh Ray Person: See Trombley asked about shooting people. I asked about pussy, the guy told me I'd get to go to Thailand and get all kinds of strange. What did you ask about Brad?
Cpl. Josh Ray Person: Brad probably saw that TV-commercial, the one with the knight that fucks up the dragon then turns into a marine.
Cpl. James Chaffin: Whohoo, dress blues with a sword!
Cpl. Josh Ray Person: Fucking dress blues commercial, that got so many fucking guys. And now look at us! Trombley hasn't killed anybody, I am half a world away for good tight pussy, and Colbert is out here rolling around fuck butt Iraq hunting for dragons in a MOPP suit that smells like 4 days of piss and ball sweat.
Cpl. Josh Ray Person: You should have rolled into combat with a sword Brad, that would have fucking rocked.

Cpl. Josh Ray Person: [about Baptista] He's not even a citizen. He snuck in from whatever greaseball country he's from and now he's a marine. You know, there should be at least some grammar tests before you're out here, blowing shit up with heavy weapons.
Sgt. Brad 'Iceman' Colbert: If they did that, fucking buck-toothed, cross-eyed, sister fucking hicks like you wouldn't get in either.

Sgt. Brad 'Iceman' Colbert: Man, I am so high from not sleeping... So check this out. Maybe they didn't issue the wrong color fatigues for the invasion. Maybe our blouses actually aren't green. Maybe they are desert beige. You know, like, sometimes, colors actually start to look different when you're so sleep deprived? Like the sun, it looks red, when it actually is yellow. You know, maybe our blouses aren't green. We're just so fucking sleep deprived that that's the way that they look to us.
Cpl. Josh Ray Person: [looks at him weird] Are you making this up?
Sgt. Brad 'Iceman' Colbert: Fuck yeah, I'm making this up. Passes the time, brother!


"Generation Kill: Screwby (#1.3)" (2008)
Cpl. Josh Ray Person: Yeah, looks like Saddam's big bad Republican Guard hajjis got wind I was coming. As the great warrior-poet Ice Cube once said, 'If the day does not require an AK, it is good.'

Cpl. Josh Ray Person: I mean seriously, homes, why would our Iraqi brethren want 400 pounds of C-4, claymores and crates of M-16s? I mean, it just doesn't make any sense. Oh, wait! You know, they could be using all that C-4 for, like, a giant 4th of July celebration. What do you think, Brad?
Sgt. Brad 'Iceman' Colbert: I think it's time for you to shut the fuck up.

Cpl. Josh Ray Person: Right! 'Cause we're gonna drive 40 kliks off-road in the dark to an airfield with Republican guard on it by ourselves. And they say I did to much acid in high school.

Sgt. Brad 'Iceman' Colbert: If they'd stick around and manned those we'd have been dead before we've even saw.
Cpl. Josh Ray Person: Dude... lighten up.
Sgt. Brad 'Iceman' Colbert: Then again the world wouldn't have to deal with the prospect of you returning to your cretinous, daughter fucking, trailer park, red state shithole, and producing mutant, whiskey tango, scrotum faced, buck toothed, zit exploding progeny.

Cpl. Josh Ray Person: Damn sucka! I just got some! Look at me, Brad! I'm a man now, just like you. Except I don't look like a faggot and talk all educated.


"Generation Kill: Combat Jack (#1.4)" (2008)
Cpl. Josh Ray Person: I'm on the Nevada, Missouri Wal-Mart Wall of heroes. Even got my dress blues on.
Sgt. Brad 'Iceman' Colbert: If my mother ever distributes my likeness without written authorization, I would disown her
Cpl. Josh Ray Person: Technically speaking, Brad, but didn't your biological parent disown you when the put you up for adoption?
Cpl. Josh Ray Person: Point, Ray. I was one of those unfortunates adopted by upper-middle-class professionals and nurtured in an environment of learning, art, and socio-religious culture steeped in over two thousand years of Talmudic tradition. Not everyone is lucky enough to have been raised in a Whiskey Tango trailer park by a bowlegged female whose sole qualification for motherhood is a womb that happened to catch a sperm of a passing truck diver.
[Colbert gets out of Humvee]
Cpl. Josh Ray Person: At least my mom took me to NASCAR!

Cpl. Walt Hasser: [At night, the platoon is preparing for an attack from the oncoming Iraqi army] They're movin'. You can see it.
Cpl. Josh Ray Person: So, we're unsupplied, twenty-four hours ahead of the next nearest Marine and now the Iraqi army has found us. I like the plan, Brad. It works for me.
Sgt. Brad 'Iceman' Colbert: [Colbert looks at the 'Iraqi army'] Its a town. And it ain't movin'.
Cpl. Walt Hasser: Are you sure?
Sgt. Brad 'Iceman' Colbert: It's autokinesis: seeing involuntary muscle movements of your own eyes. Those lights aren't going to come any closer than they are. It's a fuckin' town. Thirty or forty kliks out there at least. How far out did Alpha call this?
Cpl. Walt Hasser: Fifteen kliks.
Sgt. Brad 'Iceman' Colbert: [to an approaching Poke Espera] It's bullshit. There's no armor.
Sgt. Antonio 'Poke' Espera: There's no armor?
[They watch as bombs hit the empty space fifteen kliks away]
Cpl. Josh Ray Person: Well, apparently the United States Air Force thinks Brad Colbert is full of shit.

Cpl. Josh Ray Person: Brad! Check this motherfuckin' crib out! Haji be pimpin', yo.

Sgt. Antonio 'Poke' Espera: Naw, naw, naw, Brad. You cannot say that you like Pocahontas. The genocide of my people is turned into a cartoon musical? With a singing raccoon? I mean, think about it, Dog. The real story of Pocahontas is about a bunch of white boys who come to my land, bribe the corrupt Indian chief, kill off all the warriors and fuck the Indian princess silly. Would the white man make a story about Auschwitz, where the inmate falls in love with the guard and they go off singing love songs with dancing swastikas?
Lance Cpl. Harold James Trombley: My great grandfather killed Indians. Up in Michigan. For money.
Sgt. Antonio 'Poke' Espera: Trombley, you are the first white motherfucker to say something like that to me. Back in the fishing village where I'm from, Los Angeles, most white motherfuckers that talk about their people, they say they got a Native American ancestor. Pretend to be down with me. But here you are coming the other way.
Sgt. Brad 'Iceman' Colbert: Poke, what the fuck are you anyway? Your wife is half white, you talk like you're black, most of your friends are fucking white, and every once in a while, when you feel like it, you throw in with the Indians. Is it just that you're whatever race happens to be cool at the moment?
Sgt. Antonio 'Poke' Espera: You got a point, Dog. I don't hang out with Mexicans. Mexicans got $20,000 stereos, lots of guns and every time I go into a liquor store with one, I'm afraid we're gonna rob the place. Mexicans are scary motherfuckers.
Cpl. Josh Ray Person: What the fuck does any of this have to do with jerking off?


"Generation Kill: A Burning Dog (#1.5)" (2008)
Lance Cpl. Harold James Trombley: Hey Pers, didn't your mom put your picture up on the Wal-mart Wall Of Heroes?
Cpl. Josh Ray Person: Yep. My grandma did when I went to Afghanistan. I'm on the Nevada, Missouri Wal-mart Wall Of Heroes. I even got my dress blues on.
Sgt. Brad 'Iceman' Colbert: If my mother ever distributed my likeness without written authorization, I would disown her.
Cpl. Josh Ray Person: Technically speaking, Brad, but... didn't your biological parents disown you when they put you up for adoption?
Sgt. Brad 'Iceman' Colbert: Point, Ray. I was one of those unfortunates adopted by upper middle-class professionals and nurtured in an environment of learning, art and a socio-religious culture steeped in more than 2000 years of Talmudic tradition. Not everyone is lucky enough to have been raised in a whiskey tango trailer park by a bow-legged female whose sole qualification for motherhood is a womb that happened to catch a sperm of a passing truck driver.
Cpl. Josh Ray Person: At least my mom took me to NASCAR!
Lance Cpl. Harold James Trombley: ...Your dad's a truck driver?

Cpl. Josh Ray Person: Brad get up.
Sgt. Brad 'Iceman' Colbert: 56 minutes. I've been asleep for 56 minutes.
Cpl. Josh Ray Person: Team leader meeting.
Sgt. Brad 'Iceman' Colbert: 56 minutes and just one dream.
Cpl. Josh Ray Person: At least you got to dream.
Sgt. Brad 'Iceman' Colbert: I dreamt I was in Iraq.
Cpl. Josh Ray Person: Were you naked?

Cpl. Josh Ray Person: All Hitman victors, this is 2-1. Is it at all possible for ANY of you to back up?
Sgt. Leandro 'Shady B' Baptista: [speaking Spanish]
Cpl. Josh Ray Person: Goddamn Baptista! How the fuck would he like it if I joined the Brazilian Marines and only spoke English?

Sgt. Brad 'Iceman' Colbert: If my mother ever distributed my likeness without written authorization I would disown her.
Cpl. Josh Ray Person: Technically speaking Brad, but didn't your biological parents disown you when they put you up for adoption?
Sgt. Brad 'Iceman' Colbert: Point Ray, I was one of those unfortunates adopted by upper middle class professionals, nurtured in an environment of Learning, Art and a socioreligious culture steeped in two thousand years of Talmudic tradition, not everyone is lucky enough have been raised in Whiskey Tango trailer park, by a bull legged female who's sole qualification for motherhood is a womb that happened to catch sperm from a passing truck driver.
Cpl. Josh Ray Person: At least my mom took me to Nascar...


"Generation Kill: Stay Frosty (#1.6)" (2008)
Cpl. Josh Ray Person: [Colbert is running around a field with his arms outstretched like an airplane] What did you like give him some Rolling Stone drugs or something?
Evan 'Scribe' Wright: I don't know.
Cpl. Josh Ray Person: What the fuck did you do to him?
Evan 'Scribe' Wright: Just asked him what he would be if he wasn't a Marine.
Cpl. Josh Ray Person: Oh my god, he wants to be a ballerina? That's my fucking dream!

Lt. Nathaniel Fick: Walt, finish your report, get it to me asap. You did nothing wrong, but... we're gonna see if there's a better way to stop these cars.
Cpl. Josh Ray Person: Walt's got a great way, LT. Shoot the driver, stop the car.

Lance Cpl. Harold James Trombley: Shit, man, they're taking everything.
Cpl. Josh Ray Person: Yeah, they're pretty much liberated around here.
Sgt. Brad 'Iceman' Colbert: Ray, stay focused. We have a mission.
Cpl. Josh Ray Person: Yeah, some mission..."cross the magic line."


"Generation Kill: Bomb in the Garden (#1.7)" (2008)
Sgt. Brad 'Iceman' Colbert: Where the fuck have you been? You haven't said two words since Baghdad.
Cpl. Josh Ray Person: Ran out of Ripped Fuel.

Cpl. Josh Ray Person: It looks like vodka. I think it's a kind of gin.
Lt. Nathaniel Fick: It's the kind that doesn't come out when officers and senior NCO's are present.
Cpl. Josh Ray Person: Aye Aye.