Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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Congratulations, Enders.

How you're doing.

- Christ. - Joe! Joe!

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

Used to call me the Pied Piper of the Pigs.

Yeah, we're good.

From the halls of Montezuma

I was thinkin' about when they confirmed me.

I'm a good fuckin' marine.

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

Have ourselves a little peek.

You want to come on over, or what?

Well, ante up... Chief.

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

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

It's a Navajo. Or it was.

Got it. You all right?

Give me the rifle.

- On it. - All right?

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

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

Hey there, sweetheart.

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

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

full of grace...

You telling me you saw ghosts, Private?

You mean what am I doing in this uniform?

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

You gonna let me get dressed, Chick?

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.

What's your poison?

Son of a bitch!

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

coordinating the naval gunfire -

Please don't hit me!

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

Sounds like you're dying.

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

Next year'd be all right with me.

What were their names?

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