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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.
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[Translating a speech a German General is giving to his men after they all surrendered]
Liebgott: 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 Tonnawanda but then Hitler started this whole thing so now I'm here.
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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.
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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.
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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.
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Col. Sink: If they come by here y'all remember to smile for the camera. Got to keep the moral up for them folks back home.
Richard Winters: Why?
Col. Sink: Damned if I know.
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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: Alright, then go.
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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.
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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.
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Harry Welsh: Light and noise discipline that means no playing grab the fanny with the man in front of you, Luz.
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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.
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Frank Perconte: Hey this guy says he's not a Nazi. All of Germany and I haven't met one Nazi yet.
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Richard Winters: We're not lost, Private, we're in Normandy.
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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.
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Pvt. Albert Blithe: We missed the DZ.
Frank Perconte: Yeah! That goes without saying!
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George Luz: [imitating Gen. Maxwell Taylor] 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.
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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.
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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!
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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.
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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.
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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!
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Carwood Lipton: [narrating as Captain Speirs runs across the battlefield] 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.
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Richard Winters: [after a bullet ricochets off of Nixon's helmet] NIX!
Cpt. Nixon: I'm alright! I'm alright... am I alright?
[looking at Winters annoyed]
Cpt. Nixon: Stop looking at me like that!
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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.
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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.
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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.
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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.
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Richard Winters: How'd it go? The drop?
Cpt. Nixon: We took a direct hit over the drop zone. I got out, two others got out.
Richard Winters: And the rest of the boys?
Cpt. Nixon: Oh, they blew up in Germany somewhere... Boom.
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Harry Welsh: [takes some Nazi utensils] Kitty's gonna love this. How many brides get a wedding gift from Hitler?
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George Luz: [in concentration camp] Hey, Web. Can you believe this place?
David Webster: No...
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Cpt. Nixon: [about Major Winters] I heard reports about a redheaded eskimo. Thought I'd check it out.
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Richard Winters: Happy VE Day.
Pvt. Patrick O'Keefe: VE Day?
Cpt. Nixon: Victory... in Europe.
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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!
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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'
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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.
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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.
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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.
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David Webster: "They got me". You believe that? You believe I said that?
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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: 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.. |
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