- Zuma: Are you going to eat that rice?
- Don Jardian: I had to kill a man to get this rice.
- Zuma: Yeah, and the whole fucking valley heard you do it, too.
- Don Jardian: I think we owe ourselves a drink. What do you say? You got a O Club around here or something?
- Deborah Solomon: Can I get personal, doctor?
- Don Jardian: Sure.
- Deborah Solomon: Well, you're really filthy - and you really stink.
- Gunny: You hear that, goddamn it Jackson? Fuckin' Marines don't die on Army choppers. You got that? You best not give them fuckin' doggy pricks the satisfaction. You got me, Jackson?
- [first lines]
- Gunny: All right men, this is supposed to be a secure area. But chances are there's VC all over the goddamn place. As soon as you hit the deck I want to see nothing but assholes and elbows heading for that tree line.
- Gunny: There's not one swinging dick in this entire company that doesn't know by now that you're a second lieutenant.
- Don Jardian: I want to get so deep inside of her, I can't stand it.
- Wizard: Well, you're horny.
- Don Jardian: No. Yes! No.
- Don Jardian: I want to sleep with you.
- Deborah Solomon: His fever spiked and he went into convulsions and he died 20 minutes ago.
- Don Jardian: I said I want to sleep with you.
- Deborah Solomon: That'll solve everything?
- Don Jardian: Now it will.
- Deborah Solomon: It's not my style, doctor.
- Wizard: Why you asshole. Who'd you meet? Some hooker? Is that it? Oh, that's it, isn't it? A little pussy brain! Yeah, how could I have missed it. Me, a trained physician. And it's pussy brain. Pussy brain!
- Don Jardian: Finished? She's not a hooker. She's a nurse.
- Wizard: Oh, great. Oh, listen, I really don't care who she is. I don't really care what she looks like. I don't care if she gets your dick so hard that you can crack walnuts.
- Don Jardian: What's the matter? Don't you like guys?
- Deborah Solomon: Oh, that's good. I suppose if I was a guy you'd want to go out and get drunk and throw up?
- Don Jardian: Yeah - and get laid.
- Deborah Solomon: And it wouldn't mean spit.
- Don Jardian: It would mean we're alive.
- Deborah Solomon: No, it would mean you were hiding from being alive.
- Deborah Solomon: Funny, I never would have figured you for a bowel man.
- Don Jardian: You're right. Damn, you're on a roll now.
- Deborah Solomon: I'd say plastic. A quick face lift. Tee off at 1PM. Do a few noses, tummy tucks. Tit jobs! I hear they're getting very big.
- Don Jardian: Ah, lower.
- Deborah Solomon: Lower. Of course, that's where the real money is.
- Don Jardian: And the fun.
- Deborah Solomon: Have any idea on what a good set of stirrups costs these days, doctor?
- Don Jardian: I realized something three days ago. There's no safe place to hide here. Not in this whole stinkin' country. They can shoot you right out of the sky. They can drop a mortar right here... tonight. So what's the difference?
- Wizard: What's the difference? There may not be any safe places; but, Don, there are some truly *shitty* places.
- Deborah Solomon: Oh, you'll get through it. You'll drink and fight and grit your teeth. You may even find some nice, easy nurse with round eyes and round heels who'll play rollover every time one these dumbass kids has the bad manners to die on you. But, you get 20 years of experience in 12 months. The greatest medical training in the world and that's all it will ever mean to you. That's all you'll ever let it mean.
- Don Jardian: I'm tired. Disgusted. All I want is to feel a warm, live body next to me.
- Deborah Solomon: No you don't. You don't want to feel anything.
- Don Jardian: They don't even get any symptoms or anything. No drip. No nothin'. Then one day, all of the sudden - your pecker falls off.
- Don Jardian: All right, who's next?
- Hanes: Doc, we better get in the tunnel. It's gettin' closer.
- Don Jardian: What about the rest of these guys? Who's next?
- Hanes: They're all dead, Doc.
- Gunny: Doc, the third wave's tearin' us a new asshole. The old man's down. He's hurt bad. God damn it, there're bodies all over the compound. The wounded won't leave their positions. They're still fightin' back. We need your help.
- Zuma: So, those gooks fill their bellies, go to sleep, I'll slither down there, slit their throats, and grab some rice.
- Hospital MP: Gooks hit us with rockets about a half hour ago, Doc. Better clear the area, there's unexploded ordnances.