锅盖头

「So, now my hands were dick skinners. A flashlight was a moonbeam. A pen was an ink stick. My mouth was a cum receptacle. A bed was a rack. A wall was a bulkhead. A shirt was a blouse. A tie was still a tie, and a belt a belt. But many other things would never be the same.」



「Bobby McFerrin — ♫Don't Worry Be Happy♫」



「Now to the rest of you, do you have what it takes to be the meanest, the cruelest, the most sadist unforgiving mother fuckers in God's cruel kingdom?
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Yes, Staff Sergeant.
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Will you be able to one day say, "Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, because I am the baddest mother fucker in the God damn valley?"
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Yes, Staff Sergeant.
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We shall fucking see.」



「Details, gentlemen, details! Details is gonna be the difference between you killing your target and your target killing you. We've all been taught that, "Thou shalt not kill." But hear this:"Fuck that shit!"」



「I've been around these old white fuckers all my life. They got their fat hands in Arab oil. The motherfuckers drink it like it's beer. That's why we're here, to protect their profits.
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- You're full of shit.
- He's full of shit.
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Who do you think gave Saddam all his fucking weapons? We did!」



「The price of crude oil has nearly doubled. President Bush sends in more troops. Us, six times a day, we gather for formation. And we hydrate. We patrol the empty desert. And we dehydrate. We throw hand grenades into nowhere. We navigate imaginary minefields. We fire at nothing. And we hydrate some more. And we look north, towards the border and we wait for them. This is our labor. We wait.」



「Now, here are the rules. When you talk to these reporters, you do not get specific. Tell them that there's no better shooters in the world than Marine snipers. Tell them that you're happy to be here. You're proud of the mission. All right? And you can't wait to mash the fuck out of these Iraqis. Anything other than that comes out of your mouth... I get fucked up. And if I get fucked up, I'm gonna fuck you up. Take your shirts off. Show your muscles. You've been working out.
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This is censorship.
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This is what?
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-Censorship. You're telling us what we can and can't say to the press. That's un-American.
- Yeah, what about freedom of speech? The Constitution?
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No, you signed a contract. You don't have any rights. You got any complaints, you complain to Saddam Insane... and you see if he gives a fuck.
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Why, that's exactly what Saddam Hussein does. You're treating us the same way.
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You are a Marine. There's no such thing as speech that is free. You must pay for everything that you say.」



「We turned the inside of our tent into a circus. 'Cause inside of our circus, we cannot be injured. Inside of our circus, we cannot be touched. But we are insane to believe this.」



「Every war is different, every war is the same.」



「A story. A man fires a rifle for many years. and he goes to war. And afterwards he comes home, and he sees that whatever else he might do with his life, build a house, love a woman, change his son's diaper, he will always remain a jarhead. And all the jarheads killing and dying, they will always be me. We are still in the desert.」