Biloxi Blues
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:14:05
Wykowski, 100 push-ups for me
and your buddy here. Hit the deck.

:14:08
Now who can we pick to join these men
as a show of comradeship?

:14:12
Whisper it to me, Jerome.
:14:15
The entire platoon except yourself.
:14:19
By God, that's a good choice. You won't
have many friends, but I'll be one of them.

:14:25
Tell 'em to hit the deck for ya.
:14:28
- What, you want me to say it?
- It was your idea.

:14:34
- Platoon, hit the deck.
- Shout it, boy!

:14:37
- Platoon, hit the deck!
- Tell 'em what we want!

:14:39
- 100 push-ups!
- Man asked for 150 push-ups!

:14:43
You heard him, men. Now count off!
:14:46
One, two, three, four,...
:14:50
..five, six, seven, eight,...
:14:54
..nine, ten, eleven, twelve,...
:14:58
..thirteen, fourteen, fifteen, sixteen,...
:15:01
..seventeen, eighteen, nineteen, twenty...
:15:09
Watch out! Let me through!
:15:12
Ah! Heads up!
:15:19
If this keeps up, we'll lose this war.
They'll be speaking German in Chicago.

:15:23
We could all
go on sick call tomorrow.

:15:26
You don't go on sick call with this guy
unless a tank runs over you.

:15:31
- Jesus, this thing's a slingshot.
- Is this bunk taken?

:15:34
Oh, no. I don't mind dyin',
but I don't wanna get my nose blown off.

:15:46
Hooray, hooray.
:15:49
Oh, what could I do?
I could be shot for disobeying orders.

:15:52
You musta done somethin' to piss him off.
:15:54
Nothing, I swear. He's nuts.
:15:58
Maybe the humidity rusted his brain.

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