[quote]dirtbag wrote:
Full Metal Jacket (the drill sargent makes the movie)
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I just watched this again and the drill sargent is nuts. Check out these quotes from the film:
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman, Drill Instructor: Are you quitting on me?! Well, are you?! Then quit, you slimy fucking walrus-looking piece of shit! Get the fuck off of my obstacle! Get the fuck down off of my obstacle! Now! Move it! I’m going to rip your balls off, so you cannot contaminate the rest of the world! I will motivate you, Private Pyle, if it short-dicks every cannibal on the Congo!
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman, Drill Instructor: God has a hard on for Marines, because we kill everything we see. He plays His games, we play ours. To show our appreciation for so much power, we keep heaven packed with fresh souls. God was here before the marine corps, so you can give your heart to Jesus, but your ass belongs to the corps!
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman, Drill Instructor: Today you people are no longer maggots. Today you are Marines. You’re part of a brotherhood.
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman, Drill Instructor: There is no racial bigotry here. I do not look down on niggers, kikes, wops or greasers. Here, you are all equally worthless.
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman, Drill Instructor: How tall are you, private?
Pvt. Cowboy: Sir, five-foot-nine, sir!
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman, Drill Instructor: Five-foot-nine, I didn’t know they stacked shit that high.
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman, Drill Instructor: Who said that? Who the fuck said that? Who’s the slimy communist shit twinkle-toed cocksucker who just signed his own death warrant?
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman, Drill Instructor: Jesus Christ Pyle, don’t try too hard. If God would have wanted you up there he would have miracled your ass up there, wouldn’t he?
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman, Drill Instructor: Were you born worthless, or did you have to work at it?
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman, Drill Instructor: I bet you’re the kind of guy that would fuck a person in the ass and not even have the god damned common courtesy to give him a reach around.
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman, Drill Instructor: A rifle is only a tool. It’s a hard heart that kills. If your killer instincts are not clean and strong you will hesitate at the moment of truth. You will not kill. You will become dead Marines. And then you will be in a world of shit. Because Marines are not allowed to die without permission! Do you maggots understand?
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman, Drill Instructor: Private Pyle, I’m gonna give you three seconds, exactly three fuckin’ seconds, to wipe that stupid lookin’ grin off your face or I will gouge out your eyeballs and skull fuck you!
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman, Drill Instructor: Bullshit! It looks to me like the best part of you ran down the crack of your mama’s ass and ended up as a brown stain on the mattress.
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman, Drill Instructor: What is your major malfunction, numbnuts? Didn’t Mommy and Daddy show you enough attention when you were a child?
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman, Drill Instructor: Pyle, you had best unfuck yourself and start shitting me Tiffany cufflinks or I will definitely fuck you up!
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman, Drill Instructor: Pyle, you climb obstacles like old people fuck!
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman, Drill Instructor: You will give your rifle a girl’s name because this is the only pussy you people are going to get. Your days of finger-banging ol’ Mary J. Rottencrotch through her pretty pink panties are over!
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman, Drill Instructor: Hell I like you, you can come over to my house and fuck my sister.
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman, Drill Instructor: Private Joker, do you believe in the Virgin Mary?
Private Joker: Sir, no sir!
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman, Drill Instructor: Well Private Joker, I don’t believe I heard you correctly!
Private Joker: Sir, the private said “no sir,” sir!
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman, Drill Instructor: Why you little maggot, you make me want to vomit! [Slaps Joker] You goddamned communist heathen, you had best sound off that you love the Virgin Mary, or I’m gonna stomp your guts out!
Marines: [chanting] This is my rifle. There are many like it but this one is mine. My rifle is my best friend. It is my life. I must master it as I must master my life. Without me, my rifle is useless. Without my rifle I am useless. I must fire my rifle true. I must shoot straighter than my enemy, who is trying to kill me. I must shoot him before he shoots me. I will. Before God I swear this creed: my rifle and myself are defenders of my country, we are the masters of my enemy, we are the saviors of my life. So be it, until there is no enemy, but peace. Amen.
Marines: [Chanting] This is my rifle. [Grabbing their crotches.] This is my gun. This is for fighting, and this is for fun.
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman, Drill Instructor: Who the fuck said that? Who’s the slimy little communist shit, tinkle-toed cocksucker down here who just signed his own death warrant? Nobody, huh?! The fairy fucking godmother said it! Out-fucking-standing!