Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Artillery. Code word?

Listen, Enders, I'm a codetalker.

Charlie's family owns the biggest flock in the Four Corners area.

One line after Chick.

Let's go, marines. This war ain't gonna wait forever. Let's go.

We saved a lot of marines today.

Are you reading these, Joe?

He's over there.

My wife wasn't so sure.

What's his name?

We're gonna make it outta here.

Hey... That was you, right, sitting in front of the major's office?

After a 12-hour shift I'm too tired to do anything but write letters.

Sounds like some kind of prayer.

Oh, that's just what we need.

We are proud to claim the title

Go on. Why can't... Come on. Do it.

Public-school boy myself.

Tell him I say hello.

Remind me to time you when you got bullets flying over your head.

Not when I got one of these handy.

and a couple of sergeants, Enders and Henderson,

It was a noble thing that you did, Joe.

You gonna do somethin'?

This is Yahzee. Ben.

The, uh, Indian.

You ever see ghosts?

There's still a ten o'clock curfew, but it doesn't matter to me.

Taxis. A whole stinkin' fleet of 'em. That's how I'm making my millions.

Are you hit? Are you hit?

Like ride horses, eat fry bread, do some hunting...

It's gotta end sometime.

- Stay low! - Get out of there!

I wouldn't get too friendly.

Marines call it chow.

I'm runnin' out of ammo here, Joe.

I gave him a bath and took him in.

I would like to straighten that out, right here, right now.

They punished me by tying me to the radiator in the basement.