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Look what we got, Sal. We got maps.

Well, here lam, anonymous, all right.

Your arse is Hump hump and hump Your arse is Hump hump and hump

I mean, a Christian don't go around a village, cutting off heads and shit.

So get back in your foxhole.

everybody got one.

about 2,000 meters from Cambodia

God damn it you assholes! Get some firepower in there!

Let’s do the whole nest!

But we knew we were gonna be the bait to lure them out.

And I can promise you something.

- You okay? - Don't leave me, man.

I told the padre the truth

Ninety-two left to go.

Nah, it's not just me.

Hey, Taylor, how long you got left?

They gonna give you three hot meals a day,

- First time? - CHRIS: Yeah.

HARRIS: Bravo Two-Six.

we did not fight the enemy. We fought ourselves.

Remember now, take it easy. Don't think too much. Don't you be no fool.

- Follow me. - Wait.

ELIAS: Knock it off!

Hey, white boy, what you waiting for? That hole ain't gonna dig itself.

- Honeycutt! - Here!

You lame, Taylor?

Inspiration When I Am Down

We gonna get high high! Yes sir!

Ten years, you'll climb the fucking walls, man.

we did not fight the enemy, we fought ourselves we fought ourselves, and the enemy was in us.

mfw i leave nothing for the the dinks

I volunteered. I dropped out of college,

Easy, Barnes. Don't do it, man.

Hey. Now hold up, man!

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MAN ON RADIO: Redleg, Redleg, Bravo Six. I have NDPs at this time. Over.

boomer fire mission

so we don't fight, so we become pacifists?

Can't say it better than this!

PILOT: Roger your last, Bravo Six. We copy. It's your call.

BUNNY: O'Neill, man, you worry too much.

Yeah, it looks like it.

It’s all a blur. I have no energy to sign mods.

If you can't talk, son, just key your handset twice. Over.

Put your mouth on this.

respectable, hard-working, a little house, a family.

Look, I don't want you drinking any more. All right?

Cause it’s politics, man Politics

They're all over the perimeter.

Barnes believes in what he's doing.

Don't you worry, Junior.

You don't have to be a prick every day of your life, you know.

What the fuck is your problem, Taylor? She's a fucking dink.

Be advised. We've got zips in the wire down here.

That's a good gook.

You wasted a lot of people up there with your fucked-up fire mission!

Fucking animal! All of you, you're fucking animals!

with any man who does what he's told,

Cause it’s politics man....politics

It Ain't Waiting Till Later. It's Fucking Coming Now, Man.

I don't think I can keep this up for a year, Grandma.

He swears he doesn't know anything.

The only thing that can replace Barnes is Barnes.

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You think these chucks give a fuck about you and me?

Dance motherfucker!!!

Also, leave four of your men here and a medic, okay?

That means you, Lieutenant. Bravo Six out.

I don't know. She's going on about Why'd we kill the pigs,

They wanted me to be just like them,

- Three hundred and what? - Thirty-two.

It's gonna be all right in a minute, brother.

So, maybe you sleep three, four hours a night,

- Check him out. - Yeah. You got it, Sarge.

I've felt like the child born of those two fathers.

Gooks, man. We got gooks in the fucking perimeter.

Tex, you got Junior and Taylor here on your position.

We need every swinging dick in the field, and you know that.

They're probing us.

Wise Words... now where have i heard this before?

KING: Hey, Taylor. What's in the breeze?

I can't take it no more.

I'm gonna take it any way I can get it, brother.

You're an asshole, Barnes!

Your hump is Arse arse and arse Your hump is Arse arse and arse

Hey, King, collect up your shit. Your orders just come through.

I'll court martial your nigger ass

Fuck it! I'll walk! I'll fucking walk, man!

Manny, where you at?

Play, Lieutenant?

I thought it was O'Neill's turn tonight.

This time from the East.

Don't baby-talk him, man!

- KING: I found it. - Oh, you found it.

Pork Bend, Utah. Wampum, Pennsylvania.

Out of the hole! Fast!

Thirty-nine and a wake-up, a pause for the cause, and I'm a gone motherfucker!