"Tuffy!" "Gaigin!" "Let's go!" "Medic!" "Medic!" "Oh, shit!" "Medic, god, somebody get me a medic over here." "Motown!" "Get the fuck outta here." "Move it!" "Move it!" "Get me the bird down here." "God damn!" "Red Barron two two this Red 1-6 Charile identify our location on my smoke." "There are people all over. lt's over." "Let's get outta here." "Cover the right side." "Move on!" "Move on!" "Let's go!" "I said come on!" "What's your name?" "Mark beach." "Where are you from?" "Portwavs." "Talk to me!" "Talk to me!" "That's hell of a town I hear." "Troop!" "Come on, girl-san." "Tell me how you say that one more time." "Hey, why don't you ask her how to say 'jailbreak'...in Vietnamese?" "Look at him man, who does he think he's kidding over there?" "Hey Languilli, you'd better get your ass back in this truck." "or her father's going to come out and cut your dick off." "Ok, girl...wait, wait..." "Who are you kidding man?" "You wouldn't know what to do with her if you do get her." "Unbelievable" "You souvenir me this, I tell you." "You number one." "Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah." "Hey, troop!" "Your dick will fall off if you get any closer to that pussy." "They'll keep you in the Philippines with the black VD." "You'll never get home." "Get your ass back on that truck!" "Sergeant, Frants?" "I thought you bought a waterbuffalo and your own rice paddy to shit in." "Where the hell have you been, young stuff?" "Surfing." "I met a nurse." "Yeah." "Round-eye." "You didn't?" "She had her own trailer on the beach." "Oh, no." "I figured what can they do to me?" "Send me to Vietnam?" "I moved in with her." "A round-eye?" "There it is." "The Mama's and Papa's found me on the beach." "Surfing?" "Sit down, Vinstak" "What the hell are you wearing that shit for?" "It's gonna dehydrate your ass and not do you any good." "But, Sarge, they told us at Division training we had to wear..." "We had a...we had a short time at once." "Johnny, I forget his name..." "he wore a flack jacket two helmets...and armour underwear." "Ashau Valley. lf your time's up, your time's up." "What's the Anshaw Valley?" "Hey, ladies, are you free tonight?" "Let's go." "Which way is it?" "Goddamn, look at this!" "I'm going to put the new guys in your squad." "Oh shit!" "Hey, don't 'oh shit' me, troop." "The old man has me breaking-in another new Lieutenant." "He looks like Palmolive-fucking-soap." "Yeah, well l don't need this f-n-g shit, Worcester." "Yeah, well write you Congressman and you can tell him. I need a steak... a bucket of cold beer and a round-eye to wrap my leg around." "Lieutenant Eaden." "Sergeant?" "How are you?" "Watch your backs." "Come on this isn't a parking lot for Christ's sake." "Come on, Gaigin." "Here you go." "That all you got?" "What did they say that signal for incoming rounds was?" "Hey man, I can't tell the difference between incoming and outgoing." "I dove off the shitter up at Evans and it was our stuff going out." "I think it's two long sirens." "Don't worry about it." "Hey man, I'm not worrying about it. I just think that it's important to know the signals for incoming rounds, all right?" "Don't worry nobody's getting in here tonight." "What's the signal for ground attack?" "Three short ones." "Green star cluster." "Oh yeah, that's great for a night time, what are we gonna do during the day?" "Did you know that bird shit and paratroopers are the only things that fall out of the sky?" "Sarge." "Are there any women here?" "Hey, I'm not screwing any whore." "Shit!" "What man, you'd eat her pussy." "Hey man, if you can't try it, I don't eat it." "A year is a long time, tellows." "That's Clare." "If she's fucking for peace man, I'm on the wrong side." "Stop it, back off." "Cool it!" "I'm marrying her, man." "I meant nothing by it." "Beletsky." "Languilli." "Shake hands, Man." "We're airborne." "We don't Start fights." "We finish'em." "Vincent Languilli." "Joseph Beletsky." "Mama San!" "Sergeant Watkistin!" "Hi." "Where have you been for so long?" "Bye-Bye." "Outstanding!" "What's up man?" "Oh, my god." "Water bookoo hot, Girlsan." "Number ten." "Ahhh, I like it hot." "I want to get this red dirt out of my body." "Oh, man." "Ya'all can take a hundred baths still sweat Vietnam, you know what I mean?" "You two, not MP are you?" "They number 10,000, they boom boom all the time, but they don't pay, me baby love grunts." "Well, we're ten first Class mud rollers." "Number one massage?" "Yeah!" "You like it so much, take me back to the world of yours." "l'm a big PX." "Fuckin A /Fuckin A Yeah, Yeah." "Don't you love Vietnam?" "Vietnam number one." "Number 10 after we Di Di mou Don't have any money for boom boom." "Oh man, that little dicks." "Same same, Marvin the Arvin." "Arvin is useless." "He's tired of fighting your fuckin war." "My fuckin war?" "My fuckin war?" "You say my fuckin war?" "Ya know what I mean!" "Hey, Hey." "Cmon now." "It's our fuckin war." "I no bullshit you." "Gl like to fight." "Vietnamese just want short time." "PX perfect chance." "There it is." "Gl never leave." "No question." "Hey, you were, as you were." "The question is, how many of us have to boom boom before those mean little bastards from the North show up." "Now that's the question." "Yahoo!" "Welcome to the first platoon. I'm Lituenant Eaton." "Follow us with me if you will, gentlemen." "Put your full name on line one." "Address on line two." "All right, if you do not want anyone notified in case of injury, check box three." "Otherwise, fill in the name." "Last name first, first name last and address on line four." "Line five is for beneficiary." "All right, you have in your possession forms for savings bonds, serious E types." "Actually, I highly recommend this plan for you men." "It's a good plan for the future." "The white card should be filled out by married men." "This allows for joint access to your funds in case of an emergency." "You have postcards, fill these out." "Let you're family know your safe, how to get in touch with you." "All right, mail is a priority." "You don't need stamps." "You can write on a sea rat box, address it, it will be delivered free of charge." "Questions?" "Brother blood." "How's it going, Doc?" "By hand, brother." "How're doing man?" "How's it happenin' brotha?" "Buzz around camp is..." "Doc's just got back from R and R." "And you're going to tell me all the horny, jacking off details." "Bangkok is not unbelievable man." "What happened after I got Med Evacuated" "Charley had the shit together." "You hear me?" "Speedy." "Who?" "The shit burner from second squad." "Traumatic cranial contusion. I couldn't ventilate him." "Brother Jones got blown to shit." "Who's Jones?" "The FNG man." "He knew everything the Temptations ever did." "Make sure we got some brothers in the squad." "I don't want to hear no more of that rebel." "I lost my car on the mother fucking road." "And I'm crying over you." "Hey Sarge, Sarge." "Look a minute." "I've got a flash for you." "Some brother I was hanging out with over at Delta company." "Drives iron raven." "Don't shit me, Sarge." "Rumor has it we're going back into the Ashau." "Shit." "Come on Sarge, man you know. I'm too short for that shit." "The Doc ain't gonna give me a profile." "Why don't you see if there's a job for me over at headquarters." "They don't take niggers back at headquarters, brother." "All the white mother fuckers are back there." "Remove the protective wrapping from the tooth brush." "Put the wrapping next to your left foot." "Open the tooth paste with the cap on top of wrapping." "Now put general amount of paste on the sterile bristles." "People you will brush your teeth in rapid verital motion for one minute." "That's up and down for you rebel mother fucker." "When I say Start, you turn to your right, you brush." "Ready?" "Brush." "You may notice a granular taste." "That's pumice." "It's puopse is to seal the teeth and allow the flouride to penetrate." "Gentlemen, in Vietnam, you will be confronted by many organisms." "In food, water, air..." "that are foreign to Amercan bodies." "Ringworm and Pataygo and Malaria, ameobic dysentary and crotch rot." "It has been found that proper dental hygene is important component in maintaining of a healthy fighting man." "What are you doing?" "Come on lighten up Bro." "I am not your brother." "Now did I tell you to spit?" "No, sir." "If you wanna walk outta this fucking place, you will listen to people who know." "You be an individual, and I'll tagging your ugly toothless face on it's way to a long box with metal handles." "Now brush your teeth in a rapid vertical motion." "Troop!" "Let's go!" "Rise!" "Awake!" "Salute!" "Another glorious morning." "You scroungy ass sons of bitches." "You found a home in the army, Wortchester." "Hey thanks to hear you yong fellow." "Hey I'm low life of forty one and wake up and out side of Vietnam," "Viet fucking green machine." "I'll probably be a fucking civilian with places to go, people to see." "Things to do." "I want you to keep on eye on these guys." "In case we gotta go back to Ashau." "Don't mean nothing." "Man, don't these people play no Tammy Wynette." "Did you sleep last night?" "I kept seeing things." "What do you mean you kept seeing things?" "Did you sleep?" "Did you hear something?" "Oh this is bull shit." "You gotta sleep." "What are gonna do stay hear for years?" "All right, listen up." "You people are not dying on me in combat." "You fucking, new guys will do everything to prove me wrong." "You'll walk on trails, kickcans...sleep on guard, smoke dope and diddely-bop... through the bush like you were back on the block." "On guard at night you'll write letters, play with your organ..." "and think of your girl back home." "Forget her." "Some hair head has her on her right now..." "and is telling her to fuck for peace." "This is Han." "Those of you who are foolish will think of him as...gook, slope, slant or dink." "He is your enemy." "He came over on the Chieu Hoi programme." "And he will go back there after he fattens on C-rations." "And he will be hunting your young asss in the Ashau Valley." "Now forget about this Viet Cong shit." "What you'll encounter out there is..." "hard core." "NVA,north Vietnamese... motivated, highly trained and well equipped." "If you meet Hanor his cousins, you will give him respect." "And refer to those little bastards as the Nathanial Victor." "Meet'em twice and survive, you will call him mister Nathanial Victor." "People, I am tired...of filling body bags with your dumb fucking mistakes." "Do you think this funny?" "Alphabet." "Languilli." "Han is closing in on your position." "It's night, look at me." "I'm gonna save your life and your gonna save mine." "It's night, it's raining." "While you're thinking about peace, love and whether or not we should be in Vietnam." "Han is going to cut your fucking throat." "And your sleeping." "No, Sergeant." "You've been humping the boonies for months." "Your turn to sleep, your allowed to sleep." "What do you think Han is going to do?" "is he going to wake up Alphabet and smile?" "And talk about women?" "Mister Nathanial Victor gets his rocks off watching you die." "Some of you think you have problems because your're against the war." "You demonstrated in school... you wear peace symbols on your steel." "And you have attitudes." "I'm orphan, my brother's queer, the city of Chicago got the clap from my sister." "Mum drinks, Dad coughs blood." "I have ring worm, emersion foot...the incurable crud and the draught ruined my chances of being a brain surge on people." "You have no problem." "Except me." "And him." "Hey, pal." "You know where l can find general Rufferman?" "Not friend of mine." "He is major genral, two stars." "I am supposed to deliver this to trailer to him." "And I can't find anyone to sign for it." "Hey I'll sign for it." "I'm responsible for this." "Well look at it." "Keepin the army forever to pay it off." "Everybody shoots at me." "Especially grunts." "I'm just rolling highway sinder hunt and seek." "Listen, maybe you can get a marine to sign for it." "Yeah." "Yeah, thanks a lot." "Those guys are dancing." "This is one weird place." "Seventeen fucking wake up and I'll never eat this shit again." "You hear what I'm saying sarge?" "We are in the army, man." "What are you gonna do when you are back in the world?" "I got places to go, things to do, people to see." "Yeah but how are you gonna act?" "Like a PFC, Private fucking civilian." "You are talkinig, you don't know what you're saying, brother." "You ever heard of boony rap?" "Fuck this, shit on that, no fucking way." "I love that mother fucking bastards." "You back off Motown cuz l got my fucking act." "Look man, I got my act together." "OK?" "My shit's straight man." "You know a straighter and more intellegent brother in first platoon then me?" "Hey listen up, he's got college." "One time I went home on special emergency leave," "My mama made me a special meal man with everything I love, I mean greens, fresh vegetable, potatos, candies... I happened to like baked ham." "So whole my family was there, and I said to myself, Motown you got these people fooled." "I mean the day before that, we were humping in Ashau valley, and now I'm home with my family." "And I'm skating man." "No problems." "Number one." "I smile at my mama." "Great meal, ma." "Would you please pass the fucking potatoes." "The ham is fucking A, ma." "You don't know how...how fucking great it is to be home." "How you gonna act, huh?" "You really want to know, Motown?" "I'm gonna walk down Central Avenue." "My jump boots, my medals." "Shit, it's gonna be all right." "You'd better not wear your uniform." "Who's talking to you?" "This man...has been fighting for the fucking United States of white America." "And you going to try to advise him..." "that he can't wear his jump boots." "You guys...don't know shit." "Commending General believes that one of the most depressing problems we face in Vietnam today is Vineraal disease." "We have found the best way of contracting any one of the nine known strands of Syphilis, and or Gohnorrea is to avoid contact with the indigenous." "Vietnamese female personnel." "However, remember, lie da homo chai bokoo eeon." "Lie da homo chai bokoo eeon." "It' the same anywhere Galvan." "You got to know the right words to score." "I'll go get us some shampoo." "Tafee." "What are you doing?" "It's called meditation." "How do you know whether or not it's working?" "Incoming!" "Cold steel." "Check point five..." "Two." "Over." "Fire Major." "Over." "Fire Major." "Over." "They must have a spotter in that tree line." "Fire!" "Standing by" "Rounds out." "Rounds out." "Rounds out." "Cease fire." "Cease fire!" "Red 16." "This is 16." "What's the situation." "Over." "Red 16." "This is 16." "What's the situation." "Over." "Who is it?" "How the hell do I know." "He's got no goddamn head." "It's one of the new guys." "You got to tell these men to put an extra set of l.D. tags on their boots one each." "Then this kind of shit wouldn't happen." "How the hell am I supposed to identify these people." "Now you take it easy, Doc." "I'll take it any way I can." "I've got to know who you are." "How's this." "How's this?" "Where's Gates?" "He's in there all night." "I know I'm going to be next." "I know that, Goddammit!" "I'm next, Doc." "You ain't next!" "I'm next, Doc." "I don't care what y'all say." "You got that life all you want." "Now we'll see, Goddammit." "I'm tired of all your shit." "Seven cards are squared." "Single titties are wild." "You say it boss." "Yeah, you could fart in a balloon and paint it red and Marine would love it." "It's true." "Your too big for her." "What's Elstavitz doing?" "Vinstock." "I don't know Sarge." "You should." "is he..." "You white boys are strange about that." "Don't get lost Beanie." "Wooahh." "Watcha doin' in Vietnam." "Boy." "Volunteered, bro." "You know, the brothers are here, because we're black." "They don't think we're educated." "That's bullshit." "Say what FNG?" "FNG?" "Hey Andy, lack off, lack off!" "My name isn't Alphabet. lt's Languilly, Vinny." "My first name is Vincent." "What's my name, Doc?" "You're name is Vincent." "All right, get him outta here." "You Gl's are all..." "You people will not die on me in combat." "Galvin was good." "He always did everything right." "What difference does it make." "We've been up and down this same terrain since I got here." "For what?" "All right look." "When you get home." "You can throw your boots away." "Grow a beard, become a Goddam hippie protestor." "I don't want to hear this shit." "Look, I know too many Goddamm names, Wortchester." "And I don't think one of them is worth all of Vietnam Republic of..." "Look just don't fall apart on your people, Francz." "Oh why not?" "So I can teach 'em how to fill sand bags and burn shit." "Hey!" "They're gonna need you in the Ashau." "We're going back in." "What the hell you think I brought you here for." "Red six, Red six." "Red one six Charlie." "Over." "Red six." "Over." "We got LG secure." "Negative contact." "Over." "Yo Mire!" "Francz." "Smitty!" "Move these people out." "You'll do fine LT." "Just fine." "These guys know what they're doing." "Oh yeah, most definitely." "10-May-69" "Fuck you!" "All of you mother fuckers!" "Fuck!" "Bitch!" "Movin up Mac, on line!" "Washburn, Beletsky, Bienstock." "Move out!" "Hey!" "Gimme some ammo!" "Hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry!" "Get down!" "Get down!" "Give it to me!" "Give it to me!" "You're giving it to me, you fucking idiot!" "Give it!" "Tafee, Gaigin , Move up!" "Move!" "Keep going!" "Comon!" "Move!" "Goddamnit!" "Mother fucker." "Fuck!" "Got to move in..." "Doc!" "They got Mac!" "They got Mac!" "Did you see him?" "No." "We got a blood trail." "Find the little bastard." "You're on point." "Me?" "You've got no friendlies out there." "Got a full load." "Nathanial Victor." "FNG type." "Walking around the Ashau with a half a canteen, that makes a lot of noise." "Where's the body?" "Maggie Kung fleet foot, face full of black soot talking at the heat put plants in the bed but don't stop them anyway." "Maggie says all right." "Here it is, October 19th." "We have been here six months." "Now that's half way." "All right?" "Now I'm going to mark myself in blue." "But I got different color pens for everybody." "You can be red if you want to be." "O.K." "But what I gotta know is did Washburn get here the same day as us?" "Yes." "O.K." "And that other guy and alphabet the day before." "Thank you sir." "Hey guys, check this out." "Love this Camaro." "It's you. lt's a ride, man." "We did good today, didn't we?" "We got our cherries busted today, didn't we Sarge?" "One of my people got killed." "That's all that happened today." "You knew that man wasn't going to slack off because he was short." "You knew that brother was going do his job." "Then why didn't you put him on profile." "Because...he is one healthy individual." "I've got people in this fucking platoon who are so sick they wouldn't be allowed in the hospital." "But out here they have to ruck up, move out and press on." "It don't mean nothing, man." "It don't mean nothing..." "Come on, man..." "You owe it to yourself...yourself." "It don't mean nothing." "Not a thing man." "It don't mean nothing." "Not a thing." "Right." "You don't mean nothing brother, not a thing." "It don't mean nothing man, not a thing." "Nothing."