Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Used to call me the Pied Piper of the Pigs.

How you're doing.

Next time you decide to take a bath, Private, let me know, or I'll kick your ass.

Sounds like you're dying.

I'm a good fuckin' marine.

Oh, yeah? You and me and every other mother's son. We all want out.

Hey there, sweetheart.

It's just something I would do as a kid on my grandmother's kitchen table.

Congratulations, Enders.

You gonna let me get dressed, Chick?

What were their names?

From the halls of Montezuma

You mean what am I doing in this uniform?

I'm from Oxnard, California. Just north of Hollywood a ways.

It's a Navajo. Or it was.

Ought to be ashamed of yourself, hustling a... hustling marines.

Son of a bitch!

- On it. - All right?

Hey, know where we might find 2nd Joint Assault Signal?

I want you to brief everybody, make clear what's happenin'.

Fortunately, he couldn't help them even if he wanted to.

I was thinkin' about when they confirmed me.

Tojo would like nothing more than to catch a live one.

- Christ. - Joe! Joe!

Got it. You all right?

You want to come on over, or what?

full of grace...

You won't for much longer. I got a buddy in Intel that says we ship out in a week.

So I'm guessing the orders you can't tell me are the same orders I can't tell you.

Have ourselves a little peek.

I ain't that drunk, Yahzee. You cut that horseshit out.

Next year'd be all right with me.

Yeah, we're good.

Begging the major's pardon, but I believe I'd best serve the Corps killing Japs,

What I'm about to tell you, Corporal, cannot leave this room.

Give me the rifle.

Please don't hit me!

Redirect fire. Add 325, fire for effect.

What's your poison?

Shave his belly with a rusty razor Early in the morning!

Well, ante up... Chief.

coordinating the naval gunfire -

You telling me you saw ghosts, Private?