Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Christ. - Joe! Joe!

Please don't hit me!

Sounds like you're dying.

Used to call me the Pied Piper of the Pigs.

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

How you're doing.

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

coordinating the naval gunfire -

Redirect fire. Add 325, fire for effect.

What's your poison?

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

You want to come on over, or what?

Congratulations, Enders.

Have ourselves a little peek.

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

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

You gonna let me get dressed, Chick?

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

It's a Navajo. Or it was.

From the halls of Montezuma

Son of a bitch!

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

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

You mean what am I doing in this uniform?

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

Yeah, we're good.

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

Hey there, sweetheart.

Next year'd be all right with me.

- On it. - All right?

I'm a good fuckin' marine.

Give me the rifle.

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

What were their names?

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

I was thinkin' about when they confirmed me.

You telling me you saw ghosts, Private?

Got it. You all right?

Well, ante up... Chief.

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

full of grace...

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

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