The Last Detail (1973) Poster

Jack Nicholson: Buddusky



  • [a woman hears Meadows chanting and invites him to a party] 

    Meadows : Drop your socks and grab your cocks, we're going to a party.

    Buddusky : If this kid gets pussy out of this, I'll eat my fucking flat hat, man.

  • Buddusky : He don't stand a chance in Portsmouth, you know. You know that, don't you? Goddamn grunts, kickin' the shit outta him for eight years... he don't stand a chance.

    Mulhall : I don't want to hear about it.

    Buddusky : 'Maggot' this, 'maggot' that... Marines are really assholes, you know that? It takes a certain kind of a sadistic temperament to be a Marine.

  • Budduskey : I am the motherfucking shore patrol, motherfucker! I am the motherfucking shore patrol! Give this man a beer.

    Meadows : I don't want a beer.

    Budduskey : You're gonna have a fuckin' beer!

  • Meadows : [looking at porn]  Are they really doing that when they take that picture?

    Buddusky : [pause]  Well kid, there's more things in this life than you can possibly imagine. I knew a whore once in Wilmington. She had a glass eye... used to take it out and wink people off for a dollar.

  • Meadows : If you're Catholic, do you think it's, uh, sacrilegious to chant?

    Buddusky : Did it get you laid?

    Meadows : No.

    Buddusky : Then Meadows, what the fuck do you want to go on chanting for?

    Mulhall : Chant your ass off, kid. But any pussy you get in this world, you gonna have to pay for, one way or another.

    Buddusky : Hallelujah!

  • Marine O.D. : [in bathroom at bus station]  Sailor looks like he's lost something.

    Marine : Probably has trouble finding it with those thirteen buttons.

    Buddusky : If I was a Marine, I wouldn't have to fuck with no thirteen buttons. I'd just take my hat off.

  • [Meadows has just prematurely ejaculated] 

    Buddusky : You wanna try it again, kid?

    Meadows : Yeah.

    Buddusky : [to prostitute]  Okay, honey.

    Mulhall : Don't worry about it, kid... plenty more where that came from.

    Buddusky : We got all night, kid.

  • Buddusky : One time... when I was... Oh Jesus Christ...! A friend of mine was looking for me... and I was up on top of his car and I pissed on his head... just being crazy, you know what I mean?

    Mulhall : Don't you get crazy with me!

  • Buddusky : [listening to Nichiren Shoshu members singing a happy song] 

    Buddusky : Why does all of this make me feel so fucking bad?

  • Buddusky : Could ya melt the cheese on there for the Chief?

  • Buddusky : Boy, they really stuck it to ya, didn't they, kid! Stick it in and break it off. Up your giggy with a wah-wah brush, stick it in an' break it off.

  • Buddusky : [after about a case of beer]  I would like to drink a toast to Batman... Shuperman... and the Human Torch. AH-HA-HA!

  • Buddusky : Heineken? Why it's the finest beer in the world! President Kennedy used to drink it!

  • Mulhall : We'd better catch that train.

    Buddusky : We still got time for a beer.

    Mulhall : Now wait a minute, man...

    Meadows : I ain't old enough.

    Buddusky : Ain't old enough for what?

    Meadows : For a beer.

    Buddusky : Everybody's old enough for a beer. Ain't that right, Mule?

    Mulhall : Yeah.

  • Nichiren Shoshu Leader : Welcome to a Nichiren Shoshu discussion meeting! Tonight throughout the city there are actually - there are hundreds of meetings like this going on, where people are learning about Nam-myoho-renge-kyo and Gohonzon!

    Meadows : [to Budduskey]  What's a "gohonzon"?

    Buddusky : Shhh. I'll tell ya 'bout it later.

  • Meadows : I do remember something I got mad at. Something when I was in the brig, a Marine did.

    Buddusky : What happened? Grunts beat you up?

    Meadows : Yeah... but that didn't get me mad.

    Buddusky : Well, goddamn it, what *did* get you mad?

    Meadows : This Marine guard... he asked me if I believed in Jesus Christ. And I said, "Yeah." And he said that from now on, *he* was Jesus Christ, and I shouldn't ever forget it.

    Buddusky : What did you do? Did you hit him?

    Meadows : Now can you imagine that? That's awful!

    Buddusky : Did you cold-cock him?

    Meadows : He better hope the Chaplain don't catch him at that.

    Mulhall : Shit... most of the Navy Chaplains I know, they want to stand up on the bridge with the old man and look through aviator sunglasses.

    Meadows : Mule... it takes a lot of dedication to be a Chaplain in the Navy.

    Mulhall : It don't take diddly-shit, man!

  • Buddusky : [Budduskey's response to a woman's sarcastic remark about his navy uniform]  You know what I like most about this uniform? The way it makes your dick look.

  • Buddusky : Take it easy, Meadows, you're makin' Mulhouse hungry.

  • Buddusky : Y'know, kid... you got a helluva knack for killin' a conversation.

  • Buddusky : Welcome to the wonderful world of pussy, kid.

  • Buddusky : He looks like a goddamn big penguin, don't he?

  • Mulhall : You ever been married?

    Buddusky : Not so you'd notice.

  • Meadows : After... after... well maybe it was an act for her. I mean I know she was a whore. But I think she liked me.

    Buddusky : They got feelings just like everybody else, kid; she probably did.

    Meadows : Well, it was real for me. That's what counts.

  • Meadows : Hey, you guys mind if I say somethin'? That guy at the bar, why did you get so mad at him? I don't blame him not givin' me a beer.

    Buddusky : Hey, don't you never get mad at nobody?

    Meadows : Well, sure I do, yeah.

    Mulhall : Who do you get mad at?

    Meadows : Not at somebody who's doing their job.

    Buddusky : Who, then?

    Meadows : Injustice.

    Buddusky : Bullshit! You never get mad at nobody. You're just a pussy!

    Meadows : I do too get mad.

    Mulhall : Did you ever get mad at the old man for what he done to you?

    Meadows : Well, he was just...

    Buddusky : ...doin' his job. Hey, they're gonna take eight years outta your life, man.

    Meadows : Six years. You said six!

    Buddusky : Hey, what the fuck difference does it make? You don't even care about it.

    Mulhall : Come on, Badass, that don't help him.

    Buddusky : Fuck help, fuck fair! Fuck injustice! Don't you ever just wanna fuckin' whomp and stomp on someone, bite off their ear, just to do it...? I mean just to do it, just to get it out of your system?

  • Mulhall : [At the very end, watching Meadows ice skate in an empty park]  He sure is havin' a good time.

    Buddusky : And you said he didn't have it in him!

  • Buddusky : [Scoffing, after they've left the Nichiren Shoshu discussion meeting]  Jesus, huh? What a bunch of candy-asses.

    Mulhall : Ever hear such happy horseshit?

    Buddusky : That one guy was a big homo, heh?

    Meadows : Yeah, but you guys, he sure was a *happy* homo.

  • Mulhall : [Mulhall and Buddusky are making small talk, waiting for Meadows who is being serviced by a prostitute]  You ever been married?

    Buddusky : Not so you'd notice.

    Buddusky : [after a pause]  Yeah... once. A little girl in Torrance. You know where that is?

    Mulhall : Huh uh.

    Buddusky : It's near San Pedro on the way to Terminal Island, you know?

    Buddusky : Dottie Brown... She had great tits, and wore angora sweaters all the time. She wanted me to go to trade school and become a TV repair man. Driving around in all that smog and shit, fixing TVs out of the back of a VW bus.

    Buddusky : [looking depressed]  I just couldn't do it.

  • Mulhall : I don't know what I woulda' done without the Navy.

    Buddusky : Yeah... I guess we're just a couple of lifers.

    Mulhall : Yeah.

  • Buddusky : [to the taxi driver, as they all get into a cab]  How they treatin' you, partner?

    Taxi Driver : Fine, sailor. Where to?

    Buddusky : Oh, just down the road...

    Buddusky : [after a pause]  Well, hell, let me tell you what we really want. You look honest. I think I can trust you. We're, uh... we're in transit, the three of us, see? And, uh, well, we could really use the services of a decent whorehouse, know what I mean? One that don't hate G.I.s?

    Buddusky : [as the taxi driver remains silent]  Sizable tip in it for ya'...

    Taxi Driver : Save the tip. I get it at the other end.

    Buddusky : Hey, thanks a lot!

  • Mulhall : [They're in a bar; Buddusky is competing in a darts game for money]  You gotta' help me get Buddusky outta' here. He's bettin' with our travel money.

    Meadows : [looks up at the scoreboard]  He's losing, too.

    Mulhall : Yeah!

    Buddusky : [Buddusky comes back over to their table]  Now, don't worry about a thing. I'm hustling this guy, understand? I got him right where I want him.

    Meadows : Well, maybe he's hustling *you*?

    Buddusky : Yeah, maybe he is, but, uh, this is not the time to argue about it, because if I don't win, we don't leave New York, huh? Ha ha ha...

    Mulhall : [looks exasperated, shaking his head]  Fourteen years... fourteen motherfucking years.

  • Mulhall : [They look confusedly at a big pile of shoes and boots inside the foyer of the Nichiren Shoshu discussion meeting]  Well, what are we gonna' do?

    Meadows : Take off your shoes.

    Buddusky : [grins at Mulhall]  Must be one of them Jap joints where we gotta' take off all our shoes. Know what I mean?

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