Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

And he could meet Joe Enders,

No fuckin' idea, mac.

What are you doin' here?

I got the last of 'em, Joe.

- What? - They're not Jap guns.

No baby-sitter.

none of the sergeants even made it out of the landing craft, so...

Get me outta here!

His name was Joe Enders...

- Hold still, damn it! - Get him outta there!

Target reference, dog one,

That's why they gave me this detail.

Yes, sir, I do.

I thought he was a Jap. You know, killed some marine for that uniform.

Request fire support. We have target at one-one-niner, Baker one-five.

George Washington Yahzee.

But it might be worth it. You know, you could meet my son.

- No problem here, Gunny. - That's good.

Charlie, come on, come on, come on!

Code's based on their language, but it is still a code.

It's got a bit of a ring to it.

Forget your orders? No letters out.

because it's their home, but we're gonna take it away from 'em!

Yahzee! Yahzee, no!

I see you got a new stripe there. Me too.

It's all right.

First to fight for right and freedom

Think you could do it, Joe?

You ever read about that, Chick?

They've never seen so many Navajo.

Tough bit of business there, huh?

exactly what we've been training to do for the last four months. All right?

Charlie and I, we both lost it on the boat ride from San Diego.

My old man, he's a lifer.

Yeah, I did, didn't I?

I can't breathe when I get excited.

I'm requesting mast with battalion commander. I want out.

Transcribe now.

Look, I'm no damn Injun.

which is one of the stepping stones we gotta take on our road show to Tokyo.

Something about it didn't seem right.

I'm here to kill Japs, not marines.

You're to pair with one of them, keep his ass safe.

Harrigan, light it up!

Goddamn it, kill him!

I thought it was Charlie just being Charlie.

Navajo believe, until a body's given a proper burial, the spirits stay near it.

Oh, it's stupid.

Assistant principal at Archbishop Keenan High School, sir, and head disciplinarian.

I'm thinkin' Fiery Cross, high-low, hoggers OK, ace plays both ways...

My mom says somebody takes the time to write a letter,

I do look like a Nip.