Mulhall:
I hate this detail. I hate this mother-fucking, chicken-shit detail!
Meadows:
If you're Catholic, do you think it's, uh, sacrilegious to chant?
Budduskey:
Did it get you laid?
Meadows:
No.
Budduskey:
Then Meadows, what the fuck do you want to go on chanting for?
Mulhall:
Chant your ass off kid. But any pussy you get in this world you gonna have to pay for, one way or another.
Budduskey:
Hallelujah!
[a woman hears Meadows chanting and invites him to a party]
Meadows:
Drop your socks and grab your cocks, we're going to a party.
Budduskey:
If this kid gets pussy out of this I'll eat my fucking flat hat, man.
Budduskey:
I am the motherfucking shore patrol, motherfucker! I am the motherfucking shore patrol! Give this man a beer.
Meadows:
I don't want a beer.
Budduskey:
You're gonna have a fuckin' beer!
[Meadows has just prematurely ejaculated]
Budduskey:
You wanna try it again kid?
Seaman Meadows:
Yeah.
Budduskey:
[to prostitute] OK honey.
Mulhall:
Don't worry about it kid, plenty more where that came from.
Budduskey:
We got all night kid.
Mulhall:
Tell you what, mister citizen bartender. You can take your beers and shove 'em up your ass sideways. Can you dig it?
Mulhall:
When you're in the Navy, shitbird, and you're in transit, nobody knows where the fuck ya are. Now go tell that MAA to fuck himself; I ain't goin' on no shit detail!
Buddusky:
Boy, they really stuck it to ya, didn't they, kid! Stick it in and break it off. Up your giggy with a wah-wah brush, stick it in an' break it off.
Mulhall:
Leave the kid alone...
Meadows:
[With a mouthful of peanuts] I had 'em with me!
Buddusky:
Take it easy, Meaddas, you're makin' Mulhouse hungry.
Buddusky:
Y'know, kid... you got a helluva knack for killin' a conversation.
Buddusky:
Goddamn grunts, kickin' the shit outta him... 'Maggot' this... 'Maggot' that... Kid don't stand a chance.
Buddusky:
[after about a case of beer] I would like to drink a toast to Batman... Shuperman... and the Human Torch. AH-HA-HA!
Buddusky:
Heineken? Why it's the finest beer in the world! President Kennedy used to drink it!
Buddusky:
Welcome to the wonderful world of pussy, kid.
Mulhall:
We'd better catch that train.
Budduskey:
We still got time for a beer.
Mulhall:
Now wait a minute, man.
Seaman Meadows:
I ain't old enough.
Budduskey:
Ain't old enough for what?
Seaman Meadows:
For a beer.
Budduskey:
Everybody's old enough for a beer. Ain't that right, Mule?
Mulhall:
Yeah.
Budduskey:
One time... when I was... Oh Jesus Christ...! A friend of mine was looking for me. And I was up on top of his car and I pissed on his head... Just being crazy, you know what I mean?
Mulhall:
Don't you get crazy with me.
Budduskey:
He looks like a goddamn big penguin, don't he?
Young Whore:
Jesus Christ! That's what I call quick.
Mulhall:
Are you shittin' me?
Mulhall:
You're shittin' me!
M.A.A.:
I would never shit you. You're my favorite turd!
Budduskey:
[Budduskey's response to a woman's sarcastic remark about his navy uniform] You know what I like most about this uniform? The way it makes your dick look.
Nichiren Shoshu Leader:
Welcome to a Nichiren Shoshu discussion meeting! Tonight throughout the city there are actually - there are hundreds of meetings like this going on, where people are learning about Nam-myoho-renge-kyo and Gohonzon!
Seaman Meadows:
[to Budduskey] What's a "gohonzon"?
Budduskey:
Shhh. I'll tell ya 'bout it later.
Budduskey:
[listening to Nichiren Shoshu members sing very happy song]
Budduskey:
Why does all of this make me feel so fucking bad?
Meadows:
[looking at porn] Are they really doing that when they take that picture?
Budduskey:
[pause] Well, kid, there's more things in this life than you can possibly imagine. I knew a whore once in Wilmington. She had a glass eye. Used to take it out and wink people off for a dollar.
Mulhall:
You ever been married?
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Not so you'd notice.
Meadows:
After... after... well maybe it was an act for her. I mean I know she was a whore. But I think she liked me.
Buddusky:
They got feelings just like everybody else, kid; she probably did.
Meadows:
Well, it was real for me. That's what counts.
G.I.:
I call Karate.
Mulhall:
And I call you a motherfucker!
Meadows:
Hey, you guys mind if I say somethin'? That guy at the bar, why did you get so mad at him? I don't blame him not givin' me a beer.
Budduskey:
'ey, don't you never get mad at nobody?
Meadows:
Well, sure I do, yeah.
Mulhall:
Who do you get mad at?
Meadows:
Not at somebody who's doing their job.
Budduskey:
Who then?
Meadows:
Injustice
Budduskey:
Bullshit! You never get mad at nobody. You're just a pussy.
Meadows:
I do, too, get mad.
Mulhall:
Did you ever get mad at the old man for what he done to you?
Meadows:
Well, he was just...
Budduskey:
...doin' his job. Hey, they're gonna take eight years outta your life, man.
Meadows:
Six years. You said six.
Budduskey:
Hey, what the fuck difference does it make? You don't even care about it.
Mulhall:
Come on, Badass, that don't help him.
Budduskey:
Fuck help, fuck fair. Fuck injustice. Don't you ever just wanna fuckin' whomp and stomp on someone, bite off their ear just to do it...? I mean just to do it, just to get it out of your system?
Marine O.D.:
[in bathroom at bus station] Sailor looks like he's lost something.
Marine:
Probably has trouble finding it with those fourteen buttons.
Budduskey:
If I was a Marine, I wouldn't have to fuck with no fourteen buttons. I'd just take my hat off.