:18:01
When I want to.
:18:02
Idea of killing dinks excite you?
:18:06
Cease fire. Cease fire.
:18:09
Get your targets, scumbags.
:18:13
SERGEANT:
All clear.
:18:17
SGT. THOMAS: You can't hit your
targets, there'll be hell to pay.
:18:21
Shit, I do believe that's
Cantwell's target there, boys.
:18:24
-Not a single bullet hole in it.
CANTWELL: Shut your face, Wilson.
:18:29
Sgt. Thomas'll chew my ass for chow.
:18:32
WILSON: You ain't gonna be making
any phone calls home.
:18:35
You gonna be busy. All asses and
elbows, picking up ciggie butts.
:18:40
You're a one-man campaign
to make the world uglier.
:18:43
-I ain't afraid of you, Bozz.
-Yes, you are, Wilson.
:18:46
-You're just too stupid to realize it.
-Okay then, Sunday school.
:18:51
You're such a goddamn saint,
give Cantwell your target.
:18:54
-I'll give him yours.
-You take that and I'll--
:18:58
Jesus H. Christ, what's
the purpose of this clusterfuck?
:19:01
-Wilson switched targets with Cantwell.
-That's true.
:19:04
-That's bullshit.
-Lie down.
:19:06
-Permission to--
-Now, shitbird!
:19:08
Yes, sergeant.
:19:10
You know why this man's on the ground?
Because he's dead!
:19:14
He's dead.
:19:16
And you can't bury him.
Do you know why?
:19:19
-Why, sarge?
SGT. THOMAS: Because you're dead too!
:19:22
You're all dead. . .
:19:23
. . .because you don't know how
to fire weapons on semiautomatic.
:19:28
Or how to hit Charlie
with short bursts. . .
:19:30
. . .so your goddamn barrels
don't overheat.
:19:33
And because this shitbag
can't hit his fucking target.
:19:37
Any questions?
:19:38
SOLDIERS: No, sergeant.
-I got a question.
:19:40
If I'm dead, how come
I can ask you a question?
:19:44
I know exactly what you're doing,
you pissant fairy.
:19:48
I want you. . .
:19:52
. . .and your two girlfriends here. . .
:19:54
. . .to report to the mess sergeant
after chow tonight.
:19:58
Get up, Lazarus.
:19:59
You're resurrected.