Foley: In every class, there's always one joker who thinks that he's smarter than me. In this class, that happens to be you. Isn't it, Mayonnaise?
Foley: Mayo, I want you D.O.R.
Mayo: No sir. You can kick me outta here, but I ain't quitting.
Foley: Get into your fatigues, Mayo. By the end of this weekend, you'll quit.
[referring to Della Serra's haircut]
Foley: Now this is my idea of an ass bandit. Wait till some of the local girls get a look at you, Scrotum Head.
Byron: I'm out at sea three weeks out of every month, and when I'm back at port I don't have time for this daddy stuff 'cause that's not who I am.
Young Zack: That's okay, sir
Byron: Wait a second, kid, you don't understand. I'm too old for this. I don't care what the Navy says. This is no place to bring up a kid like I told you on the telephone. You're better off at that state school back in Virginia.
Young Zack: I'm never going back there. They treat me like shit.
Byron: Maybe that's not for you to say. Goddamit, don't look at me that way. What happened to your mother had nothing to do with me.
Young Zack: It did. You said you were gonna come back. You promised.
Byron: Is that what she said? That's a female lie. That's bullshit! That's a lie!
Young Zack: I found your letters. I read them right after she did it. You said you were gonna come back for us. You said you loved her, and she believed you. You're a liar!
Worley: Look at them bodacious set of ta-tas.
Foley: There's not gonna be any liberty for you boys cause you'll be going home by then.
Topper: Who the hell is that guy?
Perryman: That's your momma and daddy for the next thirteen weeks.
Paula: You know something, you ain't nothing special. You got no manners, you treat woman like whores and if you ask me you got no chance of being no officer.
Foley: Congratulations Ensign Seeger.
Seeger: Thank you, Sir.
Foley: Gunnery Sgt, Ensign Seeger, Sir.
Mayo: [while hoisting and securing the "morning colors," Zack glances up at the barracks' orderly-room. He notices a stone-faced Sid coming down the steps, in street clothes, escorted by Foley] ... You didn't kick him out, did you? Wait, sir! Didn't he tell you what he's been going through?
Foley: It doesn't matter what he's been going through; that's what bartenders are for. What DOES matter is that he freaked out for SOME reason at twenty-five thousand feet, and that can't happen. Period.
Mayo: There's this girl he's gotten pregnant, and she's putting him through hell, sir.
Worley: He's right, Zack. It doesn't matter.
Mayo: Just like that? It's all over? With less than two weeks to go, you're out?
Foley: It can still happen to you too, Mayo-naise.
Mayo: [after discovering that Sid has hung himself] ... Sir, this officer candidate requests permission to see you in private... Sir.
Foley: [gently] ... Mayo, the whole class already knows about Candidate Worley, and we're sorry.
Mayo: Oh, I'm sure you are.
Foley: [his first cadence, for Zack and the other OC's; edited for TV] ... Sergeant Foley, can't you see; A Puget Deb is after me; Please don't let her catch my tail; I'd be better off in the county jail...! My mom was a Deb, my grandma too; That's all them gals know how to do; She'll catch my butt before she's through; Sergeant Foley, it's up to you!
Foley: [his second cadence, for Zack alone; edited for TV] ... Candidate Mayo's strutting in the dirt; Look at his face, he's starting to hurt; Here he is, thinking he's a great big star; But before too long he's gonna D.O.R.; Seen guys like you a hundred times; I'm telling you, Mayo, I'm one of a kind; Gonna give you more than you can take; I'm gonna watch you crumble and watch you break!
Mayo: [whispered to sleeping father] Hey.
[flashback to Manila]
Byron: Hey, kid! Are you Zack?
Young Zack: Yes, sir.
Byron: I'm Byron; nice to meet you. Come on, let's get your bags, OK?
Young Zack: Yes, sir.
Lynette: Way to go, Paula! Way to go!
Foley: You can forget it! You're out!
Mayo: Don't you do it! Don't! You... I got nowhere else to go! I got nowhere else to g... I got nothin' else.
Worley: Lynette, marry me. Make me the happiest man in the whole world.
Lynette: I'm sorry, Sid, but I don't wanna marry you. I really like you. We've had ourselves some really great times, but I thought you understood. I want to marry a pilot. I want to live my life overseas. The wife of an aviator.
Lynette: [as Worley walks away] Damn You! GodDAMN You! Nobody D.O.R's after eleven weeks! NOBODY!
Lynette: [justifying why she dumped Sid] I don't want no Okie from Muskogee! I can get that right here!
Mayo: You little bitch! Who the HELL do you think you are? Playing with people like that! He LOVES you! And you just *shit on him*!
Mayo: You made this whole thing up, didn't you? There was never any baby, was there?
Lynette: Of course there was a baby! I would never lie about something like that! Would I, Paula?
[they look at Paula; Paula looks away]
Mayo: [stares at Lynette with disgust, then walks away] You selfish CUNT!
Paula: [stares at Lynette with disgust, then walks away] God help you.
Lynette: [as Zack and Paula are leaving] You're no different than I am, Paula!
Paula: Oh, yes I am!
Lynette: [as the door closes behind them] Oh, no you're NOT!
Bunny: Comes a time, right after survival training, they start to believe they can make it without you.
Paula: [referring to Zack] They said he'd already left, didn't know when he'd be back.
Bunny: If he ain't called by now Paula, he ain't gonna call.
[Paula runs out crying]
Lynette: [angrily] Bunny!
Bunny: [bitterly] May they all crash and burn.
Foley: [first part of his first cadence, for Zack and the other OC's] Flying low and feeling mean; Spot a family by the stream; Pickle a pair and hear them scream; 'Cause napalm sticks to kids!
Foley: [second part of his first cadence, for Zack and the other OC's] Family of gooks are sitting in the ditch; Little baby sucking on his mama's tit; Chemical firms don't give a shit; That napalm sticks to kids!
Foley: [his second cadence, for Zack alone] Casey Jones was a son of a bitch; Drove his train through a 30 foot ditch; Came on out with his dick in his hand; Said "Listen ladies, I'm a hell of a man!"; Went into town and lined up a hundred; Swore up and down he'd fuck every one; Fucked 98 'til his balls turned blue; Then he backed off, jacked off, and fucked the other two!
Foley: Wave good-bye to your buddies, Mayonnaise! Oh, I forgot. You don't have any buddies, do you? Only customers!
Mayo: I never would have made it without you.
Foley: I know.
Mayo: I'll never forget you.
Foley: Get the hell out of here.
Foley: Where you been? Listening to rock and roll music and bad-mouthing your country, I'll bet!
Zack Mayo: [getting ready to eat in the mess hall] Sit. Adjust. Pray. Attack.
Foley: [Giving some "fatherly" advice to the newly-arrived male recruits] Not all the obstacles that can trip you up are on this base. Let me tell you something about the local girls. Ever since there's been a base here, there's been what you'd call the Puget Sound Debs. The poor girls come across the sound on the ferry every weekend with just one thing in mind, and that's to marry themselves a naval aviator. A Puget Deb will tell you, "Don't you worry about contraceptives. I've got that all taken care of." Don't believe it, sweet pea. A Puget Deb will do anything and say anything to trap you. I know this sounds silly, especially in this so-called modern age, but you scuzzy college pukes should watch out, because they're out there, and you, sweet peas, are the answer to their dream!
Foley: [Speaking to the newly arrived recruits] I expect to lose half of you before I'm finished. I will use every means necessary - fair and unfair - to trip you up, to expose your weaknesses as a potential aviator.
Lynette: Oh, Sid! Let's do it right now! I wonder where we'll get stationed? I've always wanted to go to Hawaii!
Worley: Honey, we're not being stationed anywhere. I D.O.R.'d.
Lynette: [Shocked] You what?
Worley: I D.O.R.'d. I wasn't cut out to be a pilot. I was faking it. I've been faking everything up to now.
Lynette: But... What'll we do? Where would we go?
Worley: Oklahoma. I'll get my old job back at JC Penney's. Hell, in two years, I'll be floor manager. You're going to love Oklahoma! You and mama will get along great. Money might be tight, so we'll live at home. It's going to work out.
Lynette: Sid... There's no baby.
Lynette: I'm not pregnant. I got my period this morning. There's no baby, Sid.
Worley: I'll be goddamned. What do you say we get married anyway? I love you! I don't think I really knew that till just now, just this second. I have never been happier in my life than I have in the last seven weeks. I've never felt so relaxed, and I've never felt so loved for who I really am. Lynette, marry me. Make me the happiest man in the whole world.
Lynette: I'm sorry, Sid. But I don't want to marry you. I really like you, and we've had ourselves some really great times, but I thought you understood. I want to marry a pilot. I want to live my life overseas... the wife of an aviator!
Lynette: [Getting visibly angry with Sid] Damn you! Goddamn you! Nobody D.O.R.'s after 11 weeks! NOBODY!