Tell It to the Marines (1926)
Marine Major: Burns, are you an American citizen?
Pvt. George Robert 'Skeet' Burns: Sure! Do I look like a Persian?
Marine Major: Ever been married?
Pvt. George Robert 'Skeet' Burns: Not me! I'm America's sweetheart!
Marine Major: Ever been in jail?
[Major stands up. Burns stands up and says an oath. Sits back down]
Pvt. George Robert 'Skeet' Burns: Well, Maje old kid... now I'm a Marine.
Marine Major: You're damned right you are! Stand up!
[Gestures for Burns to leave his office]
Sgt. O'Hara: Terrible! Madden, put a uniform on this! Try to make it look human! Don't shoot him before we find out where his parents live.
Pvt. George Robert 'Skeet' Burns: Are you the Marine Corpse?
Marine: No! I'm the fellow who killed the Dead Sea!
Sgt. O'Hara: I've roamed the world over and nowhere have I seen -...
Norma Dale: I know... nowhere have you seen a girl like me.
Pvt. George Robert 'Skeet' Burns: [to the Marine barber] Sheik style at the ears... and long and fluffy on top!
Marine in Barracks: [At Reveille] Come on, Snoring Bull... tomorrow has came!
Pvt. George Robert 'Skeet' Burns: What's the idea... do they think we're milkmen?
Sgt. O'Hara: Say, Rip Van Winkle... this place ain't no rest cure!
Navy Doctor: This young man seems to have everything from galloping consumption to cold feet.
Navy Clinic Guard: He's nuts... like all you Leather-necks!
Pvt. George Robert 'Skeet' Burns: Hello, Sweetie! Here's 'Little Me' waiting for 'Little You'!
Sgt. O'Hara: [Referring to Burns] Has that Boot been botherin' you?
Norma Dale: It's all right... Marines will be Marines.
Norma Dale: You've been promising to take me back to the Base every minute for the last three hours! I never knew anybody could drink so much ginger ale without popping.
Pvt. George Robert 'Skeet' Burns: [to Norma Dale] Don't be dumb, darling... you won't be a chicken forever. You know, you ought to encourage me... I'm not hard to get.
Norma Dale: I've met a lot of fresh ones in and out of the service... but he breaks all records.
Sgt. O'Hara: He's fresh all right... but we'll salt him down!
Norma Dale: But... I don't mean to get him in any trouble.
Sgt. O'Hara: Don't worry! He don't need any help to get in trouble.
Norma Dale: Sergeant, I've come to ask a favor of you. It's about Skeet Burns. I was a poor sport to have squealed on him. I'd hate to feel I've hindered his advancement. Won't you take him to sea with you?
Sgt. O'Hara: This is no kindergarten! We've got to have discipline around here!
Norma Dale: Please, Skeet... I want to talk to you. I'm sorry about the other night, Skeet. I hate a squealer as much as you do... - and I didn't want you to leave without knowing how I really feel, Skeet.
Pvt. George Robert 'Skeet' Burns: Gee, Norma... you're a peach! I'm nuts about you!
Pvt. George Robert 'Skeet' Burns: If I wasn't the punkest Marine in the Corps, I'd ask you something, Norma.
Bill Duff: Say, Marine... you almost ran into a murder!
Pvt. George Robert 'Skeet' Burns: Peddle your papers, Handsome! I'm poison to Gobs!
Bill Duff: And I'm a great cure for poison, Mr. Leather Neck!
Pvt. George Robert 'Skeet' Burns: Say, Baby... I think I'll declare war on you!
Marine in O'Hara's Squad: You'd better keep away from those floosies or O'Hara will put a permanent wave in your skull.
Sgt. O'Hara: I'm givin' you birds final warnin'! I'll knock the block off the first man I catch with those goo-goo dames!
Marine in O'Hara's Squad: What's been buzzin' in your bonnet for the past week, Skeet?
Wounded Chinese Soldier: The bandits are swarming the hills!
Guard at Door of Besieged Clinic: He say open doors or he break them down.
Marine Commander: Tell him to go to hell!
Marine in O'Hara's Squad: [Pushing down a Chinese Bandit to the ground] That's for all the punk Chop Suey I got in Omaha!