Full Metal Jacket Quotes

Animal Mother : Freedom? [ scoffs ]
Animal Mother : You'd better flush out your head, new guy. This isn't about freedom; this is a slaughter. If I'm gonna get my balls blown off for a word, my word is "poontang".

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Private Joker : A day without blood is like a day without sunshine.

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Door Gunner : Git some! Git some! Git some, yeah, yeah, yeah! Anyone who runs, is a VC. Anyone who stands still, is a well-disciplined VC! You guys oughta do a story about me sometime!
Private Joker : Why should we do a story about you?
Door Gunner : 'Cuz I'm so fuckin' good! I done got me 157 dead gooks killed. Plus 50 water buffalo, too! Them's all confirmed!
Private Joker : Any women or children?
Door Gunner : Sometimes!
Private Joker : How can you shoot women or children?
Door Gunner : Easy! Ya just don't lead 'em so much! Ain't war hell?

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Chili : You weren't on Operation Hastings, Payback. You weren't even in country.
Private Payback : Oh, eat shit and die, you fucking Spanish American. You fucking *pogue*! I was there man! I was in the shit with the grunts!

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[ Cowboy is sending Eightball to investigate an area for enemies ]
Private Cowboy : Eightball, let's dance.
Private Eightball : Put a nigger behind the trigger!

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Gunnery Sergeant Hartman : Pickett!
Pickett : Sir, yes, sir!
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman : 0300. Infantry. Toe Jam!
Toe Jam : Sir, yes, sir!
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman : 0300. Infantry. Adams!
Adams : Sir, yes, sir!
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman : 1800. Engineers. You go out and find mines. Cowboy!
Private Cowboy : Sir, yes, sir!
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman : 0300. Infantry. Taylor!
Taylor : Sir, yes, sir!
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman : 0300. Infantry. Joker!
Private Joker : Sir, yes, sir!
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman : 4212. Basic Military Journalism. You gotta be shittin' me, Joker. You think you're Mickey Spillane? You think you're some kind of a fuckin' writer?
Private Joker : Sir, I wrote for my high school newspaper, sir!
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman : Jesus H. Christ! You're not a writer. You're a killer!
Private Joker : A killer, yes, sir!
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman : Gomer Pyle. GOMER PYLE!
Private Gomer Pyle : [ staring into space ] Sir, yes, sir!
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman : You forget your fuckin' name? 0300. Infantry. You made it.

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[ at the Firing Range, Pvt. Pyle is shooting at the targets, doing an impressive job while Hartman watches ]
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman : Outstanding, Private Pyle. I think we finally found something that you do well.
Private Gomer Pyle : Sir, yes, sir!

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Gunnery Sergeant Hartman : What's your sixth general order?
Private Joker : Sir, the private's sixth general order is to receive, obey, and pass on to the sentry who relieves me... all orders - Sir, the private's sixth general order - Sir, the private has been instructed, but he does not know, sir!
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman : You slimy scumbag! Get on your face and give me 25.
Private Joker : Sir, aye-aye, sir! [ Gunnery Sgt. Hartman walks toward Pvt. Pyle; Pyle holds up his rifle ]
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman : How many counts in that movement you just executed?
Private Gomer Pyle : [ hard and firm tone ] Sir, four counts, sir!
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman : What's the idea of looking down in the chamber?
Private Gomer Pyle : Sir, that is to guarantee that the private is not giving the inspecting officer a loaded weapon, sir!
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman : What's your fifth general order?
Private Gomer Pyle : Sir, the private's fifth general order is to quit my post only when properly relieved, sir!
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman : What's this weapon's name, Private Pyle?
Private Gomer Pyle : Sir, the private's weapon's name is Charlene, sir!
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman : Private Pyle, you are definitely born again hard! Hell, I may even allow you to serve as a rifleman in my beloved Corps.
Private Gomer Pyle : Sir, yes, sir!

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Private Joker : [ narrating ] Graduation is only a few days away, and the recruits of Platoon 3092 are salty. They are ready to eat their own guts and ask for seconds. The drill instructors are proud to see that we are growing beyond their control. The Marine Corps does not want robots. The Marine Corps wants killers. The Marine Corps wants to build indestructible men, men without fear.

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Private Joker : [ narrating ] Our last night on the island. I drew fire watch.

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Private Joker : I wanna slip my tube steak into your sister. What'll you take in trade?
Private Cowboy : What do you got?

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Da Nang Hooker : Hey, baby. You got girlfriend Vietnam?
Private Joker : Not just this minute.
Da Nang Hooker : Well, baby, me so horny. Me so HORNY. Me love you long time. You party?
Private Joker : Yeah, we might party. How much?
Da Nang Hooker : Fifteen dollar.
Private Joker : Fifteen dollars for both of us?
Da Nang Hooker : No. Each you fifteen dollar. Me love you long time. Me so HORNY.
Private Joker : Fifteen dollar too beaucoup. Five dollars each.
Da Nang Hooker : Me sucky-sucky. Me love you too much.
Private Joker : Five dollars is all my mom allows me to spend.
Da Nang Hooker : Okay. Ten dollar each.
Private Joker : What do we get for ten dollars?
Da Nang Hooker : Every t'ing you want.
Private Joker : Everything?
Da Nang Hooker : Every t'ing.
Private Joker : [ to Rafterman ] Well, old buddy, feel like spending some of your hard-earned money?

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Private Eightball : What we have here, little yellow sister, is a magnificent specimen of pure Alabama Blacksnake. But it ain't too goddamned beaucoup.

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Gunnery Sergeant Hartman : Private Joker, do you believe in the Virgin Mary?
Private Joker : Sir, no, sir!
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman : Well, well, Private Joker, I don't believe I heard you correctly!
Private Joker : Sir, the private said "no, sir," sir!
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman : Why you little maggot, you make me want to vomit! [ slaps Joker ]
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman : You Goddamn communist heathen, you had best sound off that you love the Virgin Mary, or I'm gonna stomp your guts out! Now you DO love the Virgin Mary, don't ya?
Private Joker : Sir, NEGATIVE, sir!
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman : Private Joker, are you trying to offend me?
Private Joker : Sir, NEGATIVE, sir! Sir, the private belives any answer he gives will be wrong and the Senior Drill Instructor will only beat him harder if he reverses himself, SIR!
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman : Who's your squad leader, scumbag?
Private Joker : Sir, the squad leader is Private Snowball, sir!
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman : Private Snowball!
Private Snowball : Sir, Private Snowball reporting as ordered, sir!
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman : Private Snowball, you're fired. Private Joker's promoted to squad leader.
Private Snowball : Sir, aye-aye, sir!
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman : Disappear, scumbag!
Private Snowball : Sir, aye-aye, sir!

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Private Cowboy : Tough break for Hand Job. He was all set to get shipped out on a medical.
Private Joker : What was the matter with him?
Private Cowboy : He was jerkin' off ten times a day.
Private Eightball : No shit. At least ten times a day.
Private Cowboy : Last week he was sent down to Da Nang to see the Navy head shrinker, and the crazy fucker starts jerking off in the waiting room. Instant Section Eight. He was just waiting for his papers to clear division.

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Private Eightball : Personally, I think, uh... they don't really want to be involved in this war. You know, I mean... they sort of took away our freedom and gave it to the, to the gookers, you know. But they don't want it. They'd rather be alive than free, I guess. Poor dumb bastards.

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Animal Mother : Well, if you ask me, uh, we're shooting the wrong gooks.

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T.H.E. Rock : You're going home now.
Crazy Earl : Semper fi.
Donlon : We're mean marines, sir.
Private Eightball : Go easy, bros.
Animal Mother : Better you than me.

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Private Joker : Is that you, John Wayne? Is this me?
Private Cowboy : Hey, start the cameras. This is "Vietnam - the Movie."
Private Eightball : Yeah, Joker can be John Wayne. I'll be a horse.
Donlon : T.H.E. Rock can be a rock.
T.H.E. Rock : I'll be Ann-Margret.
Doc Jay : Animal Mother can be a rabid buffalo.
Crazy Earl : I'll be General Custer.
Private Rafterman : Well, who'll be the Indians?
Animal Mother : Hey, we'll let the gooks play the Indians.

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Lt. Lockhart : Charlie has hit every major military target in Vietnam, and hit 'em hard. In Saigon, the United States Embassy has been overrun by suicide squads. Khe Sahn is standing by to be overrun. We also have reports that a division of N.V.A. has occupied all of the city of Hue south of the Perfume River. In strategic terms, Charlie's cut the country in half... the civilian press are about to wet their pants and we've heard even Cronkite's going to say the war is now unwinnable. In other words, it's a huge shit sandwich, and we're all gonna have to take a bite.
Private Joker : Sir... does this mean that Ann-Margret's not coming?
Lt. Lockhart : Joker... I want you to get straight up to Phu Bai. Captain January will need all his people.
Private Joker : Yes, sir.
Lt. Lockhart : And Joker, you will take off that damn button. How's it gonna look if you get killed wearing a peace symbol?
Private Rafterman : Sir? Permission to go with Joker?
Lt. Lockhart : Permission granted.
Private Rafterman : Thank you, sir.
Private Joker : Sir, permission not to take Rafterman with me?
Lt. Lockhart : You still here? Vanish, Joker, most ricky-tick, and take Rafterman with you. You're responsible for him.

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Private Eightball : Hey, what the mother fuck?

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Gunnery Sergeant Hartman : Holy dog shit. Texas? Only steers and queers come from Texas, Private Cowboy. And you don't look much like a steer to me so that kinda narrows it down. Do you suck dicks?

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Gunnery Sergeant Hartman : As soon as your bunks are done, I want you two turds to clean the head.
Joker and Cowboy : Sir, yes, sir.
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman : I want that head so sanitary and squared-away that the Virgin Mary herself would be proud to go in and take a dump.

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Gunnery Sergeant Hartman : Are you shook up? Are you nervous?
Private Cowboy : Sir, I am, sir.
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman : Do I make you nervous?
Private Cowboy : Sir?
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman : "Sir" what? Were you about to call me an asshole?

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[ referring to Lee Harvey Oswald and mass murderer Charles Whitman ]
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman : Do any of you people know where these individuals learned how to shoot?... Private Joker.
Private Joker : Sir. In the Marines, Sir.
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman : In the Marines. Outstanding. Those individuals showed what one motivated Marine and his rifle can do. And before you ladies leave my Island, you will all be able to do the same thing.

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Gunnery Sergeant Hartman : What's your excuse?
Private Cowboy : Sir, excuse for what, sir?
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman : I'm asking the fucking questions here private. Do you understand?
Private Cowboy : Sir, yes, sir.
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman : Well thank you very much, can I be in charge for a while?
Private Cowboy : Sir, yes, sir.

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[ Marching Song ]
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman : I don't know but I been told...
Marines : I don't know but I been told...
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman : Eskimo pussy is mighty cold.
Marines : Eskimo pussy is mighty cold.
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman : MMM, good...
Marines : MMM, good...
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman : Tastes good...
Marines : Tastes Good...
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman : Feels Good.
Marines : Feels good.

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Gunnery Sergeant Hartman : Did your parents have any children that lived?
Private Gomer Pyle : Sir, yes, sir.
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman : I bet they regret that. You're so ugly you could be a modern art masterpiece! What's your name fat body?
Private Gomer Pyle : Sir, Leonard Lawrence, sir.
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman : Lawrence? Lawrence what... of Arabia?
Private Gomer Pyle : Sir, no, sir.
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman : That name sounds like royalty. Are you royalty?
Private Gomer Pyle : Sir, no, sir.
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman : Do you suck dicks?
Private Gomer Pyle : Sir, no, sir.
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman : Bullshit. I bet you could suck a golf ball through a garden hose.
Private Gomer Pyle : Sir, no, sir.
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman : I don't like the name Lawrence, only faggots and sailors are called Lawrence. From now on you're Gomer Pyle.
Private Gomer Pyle : Sir, yes, sir.

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Private Joker : [ narrating ] Parris Island, South Carolina. The Marine Corps Training Depot. An eight-week college for the phony tough and the crazy brave.

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Private Joker : Ya know, half of these gook whores are serving officers in the Viet Cong; the other half have got T.B. Be sure you only fuck the ones that cough.

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