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Hey, whoa, whoa. If you made up your mind to do it, go.
Chaser Alpha, loud and clear.
Look, that is not what I want, Jordan.
No, Slovnik. Never operated in the Med.
Past training reps; medical history; any grievances she previously filed.
Holy shit!
He wanted to fire them big guns off them big-ass battleships.
Shit fire and save matches.
The Israelis tried it.
Come on, Stamm! Don't quit!
I don't. I just want to chew the hell out of it.
Even though the officials know we're comin' to test security,
- Chief, I think that I... - Lieutenant, go.
but it was only so I could have you close...
Oh, I'm just an old dame without much time left,
Advise launch base accordingly, Goldstein. Now.
Okay, let's see what the cat dragged in.
Excuse me, Master Chief.
Be ashamed for the rest of your fucking lives!
innuendo about her performance in unrelated situations.
What do you see?
Come on, get up! Get up! Get up!
Oh, my God!
Did that piss you off? Yes ma’am it did
I mean everything, right down to your breakfast and bra size.
- Nothing, however, surpasses the technique developed in my time. - Crazy. Wild.
which I will put out this instant...
- Who's got a cigar? - Didn't know you smoked, sir.
Hoo-yah! Hoo-yah! Hoo-yah! Hoo-yah! Hoo-yah! Hoo-yah!
Goddamn three-ring circus around here. Shit.
Honey, come on. I survived jump school, dive school and three brothers.
A desk? Oh, this is...
Your career will go forward, albeit back here in Washington.
I don't know what the hell's been going on in the last 48 hours.
Now might be a dandy time for that recess.
This is Bravo Six. Still got six heartbeats here...
The shape doesn't bother me, sir.
- So I'll approve their approval. - Come on, Senator.
You wanna go off and live with a bunch of cock-swinging commandos for three months...
I mean, neither do you.
There was a time I wanted you to fail,
Blessed is he who expected nothing,
Did you just have a brain fart?
Class, halt!
We monitor, analyze.
Yes, thank you. Operational experience is a key to advancement.
Oh, this would be a fine time to quit, wouldn't it, gentlemen?
Nope, we're not that lucky.
- That's it. End of file. - You got one minute to put your fuckin' clothes on.
E.T. A approximately one hour, 20 minutes.
Your entire class will be severely penalized...
but Senator DeHaven's office is confirming that G.I. Jane...
הוא הרוצה בחיים
- Iran or Iraq? - Libya.
Permission to get dressed, Master Chief.
Goin' once.
By taking the proper precautions,
Sir, I'd recommend against it. These are skilled operators.
No, Lieutenant. I got the better eyeball. You go back.
You couldn't even haul your own body weight out of the water today.
Suck my dick!
Now, Master Chief, if for one second...
for he shall not be disappointed!
Jordan. Come on.
I'm moving Mr. Wickwire to boat five. That puts you in charge of six.
Nothing more than a chopped-down version of the M16 assault rifle.
- Over. - Copy, Las Vegas.
I've seen Girl Scouts move quicker than this!
New extract at 0-2-6-7-5-2.
- Hey! - Shit! This is Tampax!
- Don't you care about tampons? - Get over yourself, Slovnik.
You are all proven operators within the spec ops community.
Then I suggest we start there.
Any other officers here?
Get in line and get up here, people!
Oh, yeah. Just like the men do.
- It snapped. - Oh, shit.
Ooh, progress.
You're not having second thoughts, are you?
and I finally get here, and it's gone co-ed?
I don't want you learning that inconvenient fact...
Those that do will experience an operational tempo...
Tell me you didn't sink my whole career to make you look good.
Are you hurt, or are you injured?
Group three, stand by! Bust 'em!
I see. So how did they end up in the Navy's hands?
A bird will fall frozen dead from a bough...
We gotta get those boats out to sea.
- You can't sleep here right next to me. - The C.O. Says I can.
Sling arms!
Why don't you just issue me a pink petticoat to wear around the base?
but for future publicity purposes.
Guys, I'm savin' her life...
If you have any special medical needs, inform the infirmary.