Bill Guarnere:
"Crazy Joe" McKlosky was fucking nuts... that's why they called him "Crazy Joe".
'Buck' Compton:
Where you hit, Pop?
'Popeye' Wynn:
I can't believe, I fucked up. My ass, sir.
'Buck' Compton:
Your ass?
[Lt. Compton checks his wound]
'Buck' Compton:
Holy shit.
2nd Lt. George Rice:
Looks like you guys are going to be surrounded.
Richard Winters:
We're paratroopers, Lieutenant, we're supposed to be surrounded.
Carwood Lipton:
[real life interview with Lipton where he recites a quote from William Shakespeare] From this day to the ending of the world we in it shall be remembered. We lucky few, we band of brothers. For he who today sheds his blood with me shall be my brother.
Richard D. Winters:
[real life interview with Winters where he quotes Mike Ranney on how he answered a question his grandson once asked him] I treasure my remark to a grandson who asked, "Grandpa, were you a hero in the war?" "No", I answered, "But I served in a company of heroes".
Richard Winters:
Captain Sobel, you salute the rank, not the man.
[Lt. Speirs explains to Pvt. Blithe how to cope with fear]
Ronald Speirs:
We're all scared. You hid in that ditch because you think there's still hope. But Blithe, the only hope you have is to accept the fact that you're already dead. And the sooner you accept that, the sooner you'll be able to function as a soldier is supposed to function. Without mercy. Without compassion. Without remorse. All war depends on it.
Ronald Spiers:
You've got some nervous privates in your company.
Pvt. Albert Blithe:
We do, sir. We do.
Ronald Spiers:
They just don't see how simple it is.
Pvt. Albert Blithe:
Simple, what is, sir?
Ronald Spiers:
You just do what you have to do.
Pvt. Albert Blithe:
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Like you did on D-day, sir? Lieutenant, sir, when I landed on D-day, I found myself on a ditch all by myself. I fell asleep. I think it was airsickness. When I woke up, I didn't really try to find my unit to fight. I just kinda stayed put.
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Ronald Spiers:
You know why you hid in that ditch, Blithe?
Pvt. Albert Blithe:
Scared.
Ronald Spiers:
We're all scared. You hid in that ditch because you think there's still hope. But Blithe, the only hope you have is to accept the fact that you're already dead. And the sooner you accept that, the sooner you'll be able to function as a soldier is supposed to function. Without mercy. Without compassion. Without remorse. All war depends upon it.
David Webster:
[at a passing column of German prisoners] Hey, you! That's right, you stupid Kraut bastards. That's right. Say hello to Ford, and General fuckin' Motors. You stupid fascist pigs. Look at you. You have horses. What were you thinking? Dragging our asses half way around the world, interrupting our lives. For what, you ignorant, servile scum. What the fuck are we doing here?
Warren Muck:
Lipton here almost got his nuts blown off in Carentan.
Bill Guarnere:
Yeah, how are those nuts of yours doing, Sarge?
Carwood Lipton:
They're doing just fine.
Alex Penkala:
Joe got hit in the arm? New Year's Eve gift from the Luftwaffe.
Ken Webb:
Have a lot of you guys been injured?
Sgt. Martin:
It's called wounded, Peanut. Injured is when you fall out of a tree or something.
Warren Muck:
Don't worry, there so much crap flying around, you're bound to get dinged sometime. Almost every one of these guys got hit at least once. Except for Ally, he's a two timer. He landed on broken glass in Normandy and got peppered by a potato masher. Now Bull? He got a piece of exploding tank in Holland. Now George Luz here... has never been hit. You're one lucky bastard.
George Luz:
Takes one to know one, Skip.
Warren Muck:
Huh, considered us blessed. Now Leibgott, the skinny little guy? He got pinged in the neck in Holland. And right next to him, the other skinny little guy, that's Popeye, he got shot in his scrawny little butt in Normandy. And, uh, Buck got shot in his rather large butt in Holland.
Alex Penkala:
Yeah, kind of a Easy Company Tradition, getting shot in the ass.
Warren Muck:
Hey, even 1st Sergeant Lipton there, he got a couple of pieces of a tank shell burst in Caretan. One chunk in the face, the other chunk nearly took out his nuts.
Bill Guarnere:
How are those nuts, Sarge?
Carwood Lipton:
They're doing fine, Bill, nice of you to ask.
George Luz:
Hey Janovek, what ya reading?
John Janovek:
An article.
George Luz:
No shit. What's it about?
John Janovek:
It's about why we're fightin' the war.
George Luz:
Why are we fighting the war, Janovek?
John Janovek:
It appears the Germans are bad, very bad.
George Luz:
You don't say. The Germans are bad, huh?
[Turns to Perconte]
George Luz:
Hey Frank, this guy is reading and article, that says the Germans *are bad*.
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Herbert Sobel
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:
What's your name, trooper?
Donald Malarkey:
Malarkey, sir.
Herbert Sobel:
Malarkey. Is that slang for bullshit?
Donald Malarkey:
Yes sir.
[Easy Compagny is patrolling through the Bavarian woods]
Frank Perconte:
Hey George.
George Luz:
Yeah?
Frank Perconte:
Kind of remind ya of Bastogne?
George Luz:
Yeah, now that you mention it... Except, of course, there's no snow, we got warm grub in our bellies, and the trees aren't fuckin' exploding from Kraut artillery, but yeah... Frank... other than that, it's a lot like Bastogne.
Frank Perconte:
Right?
George Luz:
Bull, smack him for me please?
[Thump]
George Luz:
Thank you.
Warren Muck:
I swam the across the Niagara once.
Alex Penkala:
Yeah?
Warren Muck:
I swear. On a bet.
George Luz:
What, in a barrel?
Warren Muck:
No... God! I didn't go over the falls, George. I swam across the river. Ten miles up from the Falls. I tell ya that current is damn strong. It must have carried me at least two miles down stream before I made it across, but I got across. Now personally, I didn't think it was all that stupid. But my mom and my sister Ruth... they gave me all kinds of hell.
Alex Penkala:
Well, they do have a point. You're an idiot.
2nd Lt. Thomas Peacock:
Holy shit!
SSgt. Floyd 'Tab' Talbert:
It's a whole other company.
Sgt. Martin:
No shit.
Richard Winters:
Harry. Fire's not a good idea.
Harry Welsh:
Just a couple of minutes. We're in a dell.
Richard Winters:
A dell? Like where fairies and gnomes live?
Cpt. Nixon:
I swear I thought I could smell a fire. I did smell a fire. Are you out of your mind?
Richard Winters:
Well, we're in a dell.
Cpt. Nixon:
Huh?
Joe Toye:
Hey guys, I'm glad we're going to Europe.
[takes out his knife]
Joe Toye:
Hitler gets one of these right across the windpipe. Roosevelt changes Thanksgiving to Joe Toye Day. Pay's me ten grand a year for the rest of my fucking life.
Bill Guarnere:
Once we get into combat, they only people you can trust is yourself and the fella next to you.
Joe Toye:
Hey. As long as he's a paratrooper.
Cpt. Nixon:
Sobel's a genius. I had a headmaster in prep school who was just like him. I know the type.
Richard Winters:
Lew, Michaelangelo's a genius. Beethoven's a genius.
Cpt. Nixon:
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You know a man in this company who wouldn't double-time Currahee with a full pack just to piss in that man's morning coffee?
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[on a boat headed for Europe]
Warren Muck:
Right now, some lucky bastard's headed for the Pacific, get put on some tropical island, surrounded by six naked native girls, helping him cut up coconuts so he can hand feed them to the flamingos.
Joe Domingus:
Flamingos are mean. They bite.
Wayne Sisk:
So do the naked native girls.
Frank Perconte:
With any luck.
Richard Winters:
That night, I thanked God for seeing me through that day of days and prayed I would make it through D plus 1. I also promised that if some way I could get home again, I would find a nice peaceful town and spend the rest of my life in peace.
Bill Guarnere:
I don't know whether to slap you, kiss you, or salute you. I told these scallywags you was okay.
Sgt. Denver 'Bull' Randleman:
And they didn't listen?
Bill Guarnere:
Naw, these salty bastards, they wanted to go on a suicide run to drag your ass back.
Sgt. Denver 'Bull' Randleman:
Is that right?
Bill Guarnere:
Yeah, I told 'em don't bother.
Sgt. Denver 'Bull' Randleman:
Never did like this company none.
[playing a game of darts]
George Luz:
Lieutenant, are you going to shoot lefty all night?
Joe Toye:
Hey, c'mon.
George Luz:
I'm just curious cause he's right-handed.
'Buck' Compton:
[switches hands] George, what would I do without George Luz?
Frank Perconte:
Hey Luz, how far are we going?
George Luz:
Oh, Jesus, Frank, I don't know. Until they tell us to stop.
Donald Hoobler:
High ground. There's high ground up ahead.
Frank Perconte:
Okay, genius. Answer me this, then. How come Easy Company is the only company who's either at the front of an advance, or, like now, exposed at the far edge of the line?
Donald Hoobler:
To keep you on your toes.
Frank Perconte:
No, that's not what I'm saying. I'm saying, we're never in the middle. And we're the fifth of nine companies in this regiment. Able to Item. Think of it.
Richard Winters:
These men have been through the toughest training the Army has to offer, under the worst possible circumstances, and they volunteered for it.
'Buck' Compton:
Christ, Dick, I was just shooting craps with them.
Richard Winters:
You know why they volunteered? Because they knew that the man in the foxhole next to them would be the best. Not some draftee who's going to get them killed.
'Buck' Compton:
Are you ticked because they like me? Because I'm spending time to get to know my soldiers. I mean, c'mon, you've been with them for two years? I've been here for six days.
Richard Winters:
You're gambling, Buck.
'Buck' Compton:
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So what. Soldiers do that. I don't deserve a reprimand for it.
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Richard Winters:
What if you'd won?
'Buck' Compton:
What?
Richard Winters:
What if you'd won? Don't ever put yourself in the position where you can take from these men.
Ronald Spiers:
You wanna know if they're true or not. The stories about me? Did you ever notice with stories like that, everyone says they heard it from someone who was there. Then when you ask that person, they say they heard it from someone who was there. It's nothing new really. I bet if you went back two thousand years, you'd hear a couple centurions standing around yakking about how Tertius lopped off the heads of some Carthaginian prisoners.
Carwood Lipton:
Well, maybe they kept talking about it because they never heard Tertius deny it.
Ronald Spiers:
Maybe that's because Tertius knew there was some value to the men thinking he was the meanest, toughest sonofabitch in the whole Roman Legion.
George Luz:
[Imitating Capt. Sobel] Are those dusty jump wings? How do you expect to slay the Huns with dust on your jump wings?
Frank Perconte:
Now just think, if you had any class or style like me, somebody might've mistaken you for somebody.
Sgt. Martin:
Oh, yeah, like your fucking Sergeant?
[shows him the Sergeant insignia on his arm]
Bill Guarnere:
I like Winters, he's a good man. But when the bullets start flying, I don't know if I want a Quaker doing my fighting for me.
Bill Guarnere:
How are you, Cowboy?
Pvt. John 'Cowboy' Hall:
Shut your fucking guinea trap, Gonorrhea.
Bill Guarnere:
Heh, I think I like that Kid!
George Luz:
[imitating Maj. Horton] Is there a problem, Captain Sobel?
Herbert Sobel:
Who said that? Who broke silence?
Edward Tipper:
I think it's Major Horton, sir.
Herbert Sobel:
Major Horton? Wh, what is he... Did he join us?
Edward Tipper:
I think, maybe, he's moving between platoons, sir?
George Luz:
What is the god-damn holdup, Mr. Sobel?
Herbert Sobel:
A fence. Sir, uh, god... barbwire fence.
George Luz:
Oh, that dog just ain't gonna hunt. You cut that fence and get this goddamn platoon on the move.
Liebgott:
So what did you study?
Pvt. David Kenyon Webster:
Literature
Liebgott:
Your kidding me? I love to read.
Pvt. David Kenyon Webster:
Really?
Liebgott:
Yeah, Dick Tracy, Flash Gordon mostly.
[Translating a speech a German General is giving to his men after they all surrendered]
Liebgott:
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Men, it's been a long war, it's been a tough war. You've fought bravely, proudly for your country. You're a special group. You've found in one another a bond, that exists only in combat, among brothers. You've shared foxholes, held each other in dire moments. You've seen death and suffered together. I'm proud to have served with each and every one of you. You all deserve long and happy lives in peace.
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Donald Malarkey:
Hey, Skip! I've been looking everywhere for you where've you been?
Warren Muck:
Well, Don, I was at home in Tonawanda but then Hitler started this whole thing, so now I'm here.
Nixon:
Division has decided to pluck one officer from each regiment who served in the heroic defense of Bastone and send them back to the States on a thirty day furlough, get him out banging the drum for the war bond, that kinda thing. Turns out I've been plucked
Richard Winters:
Hey, that's fantastic Lew, good for you.
Nixon:
Thank you.
Richard Winters:
But how does your leaving help me?
Nixon:
Doesn't, I'm not going. I've already seen the States, I grew up there. That's why I came to Europe, just wish they told me a war was going on. Anyway, this thing is wasted on me, but I'm sure we could find an officer somewhere in this battalion that could use a long trip home.
Guarnere:
Jesus Christ, we gotta do all this with a C.O. who has his head so far up his fuckin' ass that lump in his throat is his goddamn nose.
Cpl. Donald Hoobler:
Down he goes, right out of his saddle like a sack of potatoes. Outstanding accuracy on my part if I do say so myself.
Lipton:
But you do.
Cpl. Donald Hoobler:
Which I do. Hell, Shifty, I think maybe I could've even given you a run for your money.
SSgt. Darrel 'Shifty' Powers:
No, No, I'm not a good shot. Now Dad, he was an excellent shot - excellent, I declare. He could shoot the wings off a fly.
Col. Sink:
If they come by here y'all remember to smile for the camera. Got to keep the morale up for them folks back home.
Richard Winters:
Why?
Col. Sink:
Damned if I know.
Toye:
How do I feel about being rescued by Patton? Well I'd feel pretty peachy, except for one thing, we didn't fuckin' need to be rescued by Patton. Got that?
Richard Winters:
Joe (to the camera man) Excuse us for a minute.
Toye:
Sorry Sir.
Richard Winters:
Sorry about what? Patton? I couldn't agree more. What are you doing here?
Toye:
I wanna head back to the line Sir.
Richard Winters:
Joe, you don't have to do that. Get yourself back to the aid station, heal up.
Toye:
I really like to head back with the fellas Sir.
Richard Winters:
All right, then go.
Guarnere:
Hey Joe. Good to see ya pal.
Toye:
You too.
Guarnere:
What the hell are you doing back here?
Toye:
I had to make sure you were on top of things.
Guarnere:
Yeah, we're on top of things. I even tied me own boots last week, all by meself. Hey fellas, look who I found.
Warren Muck:
Hey, Joe Toye, back for more.
Penkala:
Joe got hit in the arm. A New Year's Eve gift from the Luftwaffe.
Webb:
A lot of you guys been injured?
Sgt. Martin:
It's called wounded peanut. Injured is when you fall outta a tree of somethin'.
Muck:
Don't worry, there's enough crap flying around that you are bound to get hit sometime.
Harry Welsh:
Light and noise discipline that means no playing grab the fanny with the man in front of you, Luz.
Frank Perconte:
Hey O'Brien, relax would ya? I'm trying to read.
Pvt. Patrick O'Keefe:
It's O'Keefe.
Frank Perconte:
Is that right?
Pvt. Patrick O'Keefe:
Yeah, Patrick O'Keefe, my friends call me Patty.
[starts humming]
Frank Perconte:
Hey O'Brien, shut up!
Pvt. Patrick O'Keefe:
I told you, it's O'Keefe.
Frank Perconte:
Do you know why no one remembers your name? Its cause no one wants to remember your name! There are too many Smiths, Dimattos, and O'Keefes and O'Briens who show up here replacing Toccoa men that you dumb replacements got killed in the first place. And they're all like you. They're all piss and vinegar. "Where the Krauts at? Let me at 'em. When do I get to jump into Berlin?" Two days later there they are with their blood and guts hanging out. Screaming for a medic, begging for their goddamn mother. You dumb kids don't even know you're dead yet. Hey, you listening to me? Don't you know this is the best part of frickin' war I've seen? I've got hot chow, hot showers, a warm bed. The way I see it, Germany is almost as good as being home. I even got to wipe my ass with real toilet paper today. So quit asking when you're gonna see some action, will ya? And stop with the frickin' love songs!
[pause]
Frank Perconte:
When'd you ship out? Two weeks ago?
Pvt. Patrick O'Keefe:
[Quiet] Yeah.
Frank Perconte:
Its been two years since I've seen home. Two years.
Frank Perconte:
Hey this guy says he's not a Nazi. All of Germany and I haven't met one Nazi yet.
Richard Winters:
We're not lost, Private, we're in Normandy.
Frank Perconte:
How was your jump?
Pvt. Albert Blithe:
Well, missed the DZ
Frank Perconte:
Yeah, that goes without saying.
Pvt. Albert Blithe:
I guess.
Frank Perconte:
Got any souvenirs to trade?
Pvt. Albert Blithe:
Huh?
Frank Perconte:
[shows an armful of wristwatches] They're all ticking, unlike their previous owners.
Pvt. Albert Blithe:
We missed the DZ.
Frank Perconte:
Yeah! That goes without saying!
George Luz:
[imitating Gen. Maxwell Taylor]
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Now the thing to remember, flies cause disease, so keep yours closed!
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Joe Toye:
Three day supply of K-rations, chocolate bars, charms candy, powdered coffee, sugar, matches, compass, bayonet, entrenching tool, ammunition, gas mask, musette bag with ammo, my weapon, my .45, canteen, two cartons of smokes, Hawkins mine, two grenades, smoke grenade, Gammon grenade, t-n-t, this bullshit, and a pair of nasty skivvies!
Frank Perconte:
What's your point?
Joe Toye:
This stuff weighs as much as I do, I still got my chute, my reserve chute, my Mae West, my M1.
Frank Perconte:
Where you keeping the brass knuckles?
Joe Toye:
I could *use* some brass knuckles.
Cpt. Nixon:
What do you think about New Jersey?
Richard Winters:
New Jersey?
Cpt. Nixon:
There's a company in Nixon, New Jersey. It's called Nixon Nitration Works.
Richard Winters:
Sounds picturesque.
Cpt. Nixon:
Yeah, well, oddly enough, I know the owners. Probably gonna expect me to make something of myself. I though maybe I'd drag you along with me.
Richard Winters:
Are you offering me a job?
Cpt. Nixon:
We'll see how you do on your interview, but, you know, a man of your qualifications. I think probably scrape something up commensurate with your current salary level.
Col. Sink:
Kids, I just had a conversation with General LeClerc. He told me he was first into Paris, and by God, he wanted to be first into Berchtesgaden. I told him I understood his point. Now you fire up Second Battalion and out flank that French son of a bitch!
Cpt. Nixon:
Hitler's dead.
Liebgott:
Holy shit.
Cpt. Nixon:
Shot himself in Berlin.
Sgt. Denver 'Bull' Randleman:
Is the war over, sir?
Cpt. Nixon:
No. We have orders to Berchtesgaden. We move out in one hour.
Pvt. David Kenyon Webster:
Why? The man's not home. He should have killed himself three years ago. Saved us a lot of trouble.
Cpt. Nixon:
Yeah, he should have. But he didn't.
Cpl. Eugene Roe:
Toye, are you missing something?
Joe Toye:
Home.
Cpl. Earl 'One Lung' McLung:
Ask him to dance, Doc.
Cpl. Eugene Roe:
Toye, show me your feet.
Joe Toye:
You watch the goddamn line, McClung.
[Toye's feet are wrapped in blankets]
Cpl. Eugene Roe:
Where're your boots?
Joe Toye:
In Washington up General Taylor's ass.
Bill Guarnere:
My brother's in North Africa. He says it's hot.
Donald Malarkey:
Really? It's hot in Africa?
Bill Guarnere:
Shut up!
Carwood Lipton:
[narrating as Captain Speirs runs across the battlefield]
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They didn't shoot, probably because they couldn't believe their eyes from what they saw. But the most amazing thing was, after he made contact with I company, he came back.
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Old Man on Bicycle:
[raising his hands in the air] You've done it now, Yanks. You've captured me.
Richard Winters:
[chuckles]
Herbert Sobel:
[shouting in the background] Heigh-Ho Silver!
Old Man on Bicycle:
Would that be the enemy?
Richard Winters:
As a matter of fact... yes.
Richard Winters:
[after a bullet ricochets off of Nixon's helmet] NIX!
Cpt. Nixon:
I'm all right! I'm all right... am I all right?
[looking at Winters annoyed]
Cpt. Nixon:
Stop looking at me like that!
Richard Winters:
Didn't you hear me? You've been *demoted.*
Cpt. Nixon:
Yeah... I heard you, demoted, great. What am I going to write to these kid's parents?
Richard Winters:
You write what you always write, 'their sons died as heros.'
Cpt. Nixon:
You still believe that, Dick? Because I don't know how to tell these parents that their sons never got out of the god damn plane.
Sgt. Denver 'Bull' Randleman:
I'm gonna say something.
George Luz:
To who?
Sgt. Denver 'Bull' Randleman:
Lieutenant Winters!
Richard Winters:
What is it?
Sgt. Denver 'Bull' Randleman:
Permission to speak, sir.
Richard Winters:
Granted.
Sgt. Denver 'Bull' Randleman:
Sir, we got 9 companies, sir.
Richard Winters:
We do.
Sgt. Denver 'Bull' Randleman:
Well how come we're the only one marching every Friday night 12 miles full pack in the pitch dark.
Richard Winters:
Why do you think, Private Randleman?
Sgt. Denver 'Bull' Randleman:
Lieutenant Sobel hates us, sir.
Richard Winters:
Lieutenant Sobel does not hate Easy Company, Private Randleman. He just hates you.
Sgt. Denver 'Bull' Randleman:
Thank you, sir.
Cpt. Nixon:
Who are you?
2nd Lt. Henry Jones:
2nd Lt. Henry Jones, sir.
Cpt. Nixon:
Right, our West Pointer. When'd you graduate?
2nd Lt. Henry Jones:
June 6th, sir.
Cpt. Nixon:
Of last year?
2nd Lt. Henry Jones:
Yes, D-Day, sir.
Cpt. Nixon:
[laughs] Don't get hurt.
David Webster:
[stares at Janovek's dead body after getting killed in a car accident] 75 points.
Ronald Speirs:
What?
David Webster:
He was 10 points short.
Richard Winters:
How'd it go? The drop?
Cpt. Nixon:
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We took a direct hit over the drop zone. I got out, two others got out.
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Richard Winters:
And the rest of the boys?
Cpt. Nixon:
Oh, they blew up in Germany somewhere... Boom.
Harry Welsh:
[takes some Nazi utensils] Kitty's gonna love this. How many brides get a wedding gift from Hitler?
George Luz:
[in concentration camp] Hey, Web. Can you believe this place?
David Webster:
No...
Cpt. Nixon:
[about Major Winters] I heard reports about a redheaded eskimo. Thought I'd check it out.
Richard Winters:
Happy VE Day.
Pvt. Patrick O'Keefe:
VE Day?
Cpt. Nixon:
Victory... in Europe.
Richard D. Winters:
[just landed in Normandy. To Hall] All right, follow me!
Richard D. Winters:
[start going one way, gunfire - turns around and goes the other way] To hell with that!
Sgt. Martin:
Hey, Frank you keep cleaning those teeth the Germans are going to see you from a mile away.
Frank Perconte:
That's right PeeWee, you keep laughin'!
Pvt. Roy Cobb:
What ya lookin' at Webster? Yeah, that's what I thought college boy.
2nd Lt. Henry Jones:
Are you drunk trooper?
Pvt. Roy Cobb:
Leave me alone
2nd Lt. Henry Jones:
Answer the question.
Pvt. Roy Cobb:
Yes sir I am drunk sir, drunk, sick and tired of fucking patrols, takin orders...
Sgt. Martin:
Hey Cobb, shut up! It's boring, okay.
Richard Winters:
[about Nixon's drinking] Nix, what are you going to do in battle?
Cpt. Nixon:
Oh, I have every confidence in my scrounging abilities, and I have a case of Vat '69 hidden in your footlocker.
Richard Winters:
[chuckles, thinks it's a joke. Pauses, realizes that he's not kidding] Really?
Cpt. Nixon:
Yeah.
Richard D. Winters:
Let me know if you run into any trouble.
Cpt. Nixon:
Yeah, and you let me know if you run into any bacon sandwich.
David Webster:
"They got me". You believe that? You believe I said that?
Liebgott:
[on a convoy to Bavaria] It's gonna be good times, Web... When we get home I mean... First thing I'm gonna do is get my job back at the cab company in Frisco. Make a killing of all those fucking sailors coming home, you know? Then I'm gonna find me a nice Jewish girl, with great big soft titties and a smile to die for. Marry her. Then I'm gonna buy a house... A big house, with lots of bedrooms for all the little Liebgotts we're gonna be making.
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Herbert Sobel
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:
What is this...? Anybody?
Cpt. Nixon:
Erm... it's a can of peaches, Sir.
Herbert Sobel:
Lieutenant Nixon thinks this is a can of peaches. That is incorrect, Lieutenant, your weekend pass is cancelled. This is US Army property, which was taken without authorization from my mess facility. And I will not tolerate thievery in my unit. Whose footlocker is this?
Richard Winters:
Private Park's, Sir.
Herbert Sobel:
Get rid of him...
Alex Penkala:
[about Buck] Don't do anything stupid? Who the hell is he talking to? A bunch of morons who volunteered to jump out of a perfectly good airplane. Can you get any more stupid that that?
George Luz:
Probably not.
David Webster:
Sgt. Lipton, feeling all right?
George Luz:
He's got pneumonia.
David Webster:
Sorry to hear that.
George Luz:
Ah, what are you sorry about? He's alive, got a couch, a goddamn blanket. Snug as a bug.
German Soldier:
[Waiting alongside an Allied trooper at the border] Ahh... Thus ends the end of my second war.
'Popeye' Wynn:
Hey Sarge!, You think this is a ticket home?
Carwood Lipton:
[fixing Popeye's wound] Could Be
'Popeye' Wynn:
Aww shit, I just go here
Harry Welsh:
I made up my mind, Nix, I got the points, I'm going back to Kitty
Cpt. Nixon:
Harry, do you really think that Kitty hasn't run off with some 4-F by now?
Harry Welsh:
[laughing] Son of a Bitch, that's not even funny...
Richard Winters:
Harry, ignore him...
Bill Guarnere:
[Guarnere and Toye have both lost a leg during a brutal shelling. The medics pick up Guarnere first] Hey, Joe, I tol' ya I beat ya back to the States!
Cpt. Nixon:
[regarding the flower on a dead German soldier] That's edelweiss. It grows in the mountains, above the treeline. Which means he climbed up there to get it. Supposed to be the mark of a true soldier.
Richard Winters:
[Cpt. Nixon won't wake up] Let's go, c'mon, you got 10 minutes.
Cpt. Nixon:
[sleepily] Go 'way.
Richard Winters:
C'mon, big guy, let's go.
Cpt. Nixon:
Ah, leave me alone.
Richard Winters:
[tossing the contents of a nearby pitcher on Nix' head] Okay...
Cpt. Nixon:
GODAMMIT! Ahhh, that's my own PISS for chrissake!
Pvt. Edward 'Babe' Heffron:
[a tree has fallen on Babe's foxhole] Hey, Sarge, ya think I overdid it on the cover for my foxhole?
Herbert Sobel<
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Lieutenant, deploy your troops.