An Officer and a Gentleman (1982)
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 an OCS here, there's been what we call the Puget Sound Debs. Poor girls who come over on the ferry every weekend, with just one thing in mind: to marry themselves a naval aviator. A Puget Deb will tell you, "Don't worry about contraceptives. I've got that all taken care of." Don't believe it. 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 better watch out, because they're out there. And YOU are the answer to their dream!
Foley: Mayo, I want your 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.
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.
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, Mayonnaise.
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!
Byron: I'm 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: [TV edit] I'm never going back there. They treat me like trash.
Byron: Maybe that's not for you to say. Goddamn it, don't look at me like that. What happened to your mother had nothing to do with me.
Young Zack: You promised you were gonna come back.
Byron: Is that what she said? That's a female lie. That's bullshit!
Young Zack: I found your letters right after she did it. They said you were coming back for us! You said you loved her, so now who's the liar?
Foley: Congratulations Ensign Seeger.
Seeger: Thank you, Sir.
Foley: Gunnery Sgt, Ensign Seeger, Sir.
Lynette: [justifying why she dumped Sid] I don't want no Okie from Muskogee! I can get that right here, in Port Angeles; a dime a dozen, they are!
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 *tramp*!
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: We both know that isn't true.
Lynette: [as the door closes behind them] Oh, yes it IS!
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!
[Mayo presents a silver dollar to Foley. Foley accepts it, slips it into his right pocket, and salutes]
Foley: Congratulations, Ensign Mayo.
Mayo: [returns the salute] I won't ever forget you, sergeant.
Foley: I know.
Mayo: [CUTTING-ROOM FLOOR-LINE] I'm sorry we didn't meet years ago; you're the kind of man I've always needed for a father.
Foley: [visibly touched] Get the hell out of here.
Mayo: Thank you, sergeant.
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?
[TV edit, referring to Della Serra's haircut]
Foley: Now this is my idea of a ladies' man. Wait till the local girls get a look at you, Skinhead.
Topper: Who the hell is that guy?
Perryman: That's your momma and daddy for the next thirteen weeks.
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!
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.
Foley: Only TWO THINGS come outta Oklahoma
Foley: steers and queers. Which one are you, boy? I don't see no horns on you, so that narrows it down!
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: There's not gonna be any liberty for you boys cause you'll be going home by then.
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.
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: I don't believe what I'm seeing. Where have you been all your lives, at an orgy? Listening to Mick Jagger
Foley: music and bad-mouthing your country, I'll bet...! Better stop eyeballing me, boy; you're not worthy to look your superiors in the eye. Use your peripheral vision, or I'll rip your eyeballs out of their sockets and eat them for breakfast! Understand...? Every time I say "Understand," I want the whole group to say "Yes, Sir"! UNDERSTAND...?
Zack Mayo: [getting ready to eat in the mess hall] Sit. Adjust. Pray. Attack.
Foley: [Speaking to the newly-arrived recruits] ... I know why most of you are here; we weren't born yesterday. Before you get to join United Airlines and sell them what we teach, you gotta give the Navy six years of your life! Lots of things can happen in six years, including another war. And if any of you are too peace-loving to dump napalm on an enemy village where there MIGHT be women and children, that's what I'm here to discover...! I expect to lose at least half of you before I'm finished. I will use every means necessary, fair and unfair, to trip you up - that is, to expose your weaknesses... both as a potential aviator, and as a human being. The prize at the other end is a flight education worth $1 million! But first, you gotta get past ME.
Foley: [as Zack is about to ride the Dilbert Dunker] You ought to be good at this, Mayo; something you can do ALONE... You never know when or how this program's gonna trip you up, huh, Mayonnaise? Could be a grade, or some flaw in your character that comes out under stress!
Foley: [CUTTING-ROOM FLOOR-LINE, over Seeger's reaction to his perceived insults] ... Necessary or not, I am authorized to call you a beaver sandwich - or anything else I see fit - until and unless the day comes when I have to salute you and call YOU "Sir". And that goes for the rest of you, as well! If anyone among you is so God-fearing as to be offended by what I say - and/or how I say it - then, in all likelihood, the Navy is not your fix. So I suggest you D.O.R. here and now, because you will hear a dozen times worse out in the fleet; I bullshit you not!