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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! Gunnery Sergeant Hartman : Private Pyle!

Private Gomer Pyle : Private Pyle reporting as ordered, sir! He'll teach you everything, he'll teach you how to pee! Private Gomer Pyle : Sir, yes, sir! Gunnery Sergeant Hartman : Private Joker is silly and he's ignorant, but he's got guts, and guts is enough in my beloved Corps! Now, you ladies carry on. Gunnery Sergeant Hartman : [Hartman gives a speech to the graduating recruits] Today, you people are no longer maggots.

Today, you are Marines. You're part of a brotherhood. From now on until the day you die, wherever you are, every Marine is your brother.

Most of you will go to Vietnam. Some of you will not come back. But always remember this: Marines die. That's what we're here for. But the Marine Corps lives forever. And that means YOU live forever. Gunnery Sergeant Hartman : Today There will be a magic show at zero-nine-thirty! Chaplain Charlie will tell you about how the free world will conquer Communism with the aid of God and a few Marines! God has a hard-on for Marines because we kill everything we see!

He plays His games, we play ours! To show our appreciation for so much power, we keep heaven packed with fresh souls! God was here before the Marine Corps! So you can give your heart to Jesus, but your ass belongs to the Corps!

Do you ladies understand? Gunnery Sergeant Hartman : Tonight, you pukes will sleep with your rifles. You will give your rifle a girl's name because this is the only pussy you people are going to get. Your days of finger-banging ol' Mary-Jane Rottencrotch through her pretty pink panties are over! You're married to this piece. This weapon of iron and wood. And you will be faithful.

Port, hut! Gunnery Sergeant Hartman : Prepare to mount! Gunnery Sergeant Hartman : Mount! Gunnery Sergeant Hartman : Port, hut!

Gunnery Sergeant Hartman : Pray! Recruits : [chanting] This is my rifle. There are many others like it, but this one is mine. My rifle is my best friend. It is my life. I must master it as I must master my life. Without me, my rifle is useless. Without my rifle, I am useless. I must fire my rifle true. I must shoot straighter than my enemy, who is trying to kill me. I must shoot him before he shoots me. I will. Before God I swear this creed: my rifle and myself are defenders of my country, we are the masters of our enemy, we are the saviors of my life.

So be it, until there is no enemy, but peace. Gunnery Sergeant Hartman : Order, hut! Gunnery Sergeant Hartman : At ease! Good night, ladies. Recruits : Good night, sir! Gunnery Sergeant Hartman : [to the watchman] Hit it, sweetheart. 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. 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. Gunnery Sergeant Hartman : The deadliest weapon in the world is a Marine and his rifle. It is your killer instinct which must be harnessed if you expect to survive in combat.

Your rifle is only a tool. It is a hard heart that kills. If your killer instincts are not clean and strong you will hesitate at the moment of truth. You will not kill.

You will become dead marines and then you will be in a world of shit because marines are not allowed to die without permission. Do you maggots understand? 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? Gunnery Sergeant Hartman : Holy Jesus! What is that?

What the fuck is that? Private Gomer Pyle : Sir, a jelly doughnut, sir! Gunnery Sergeant Hartman : A jelly doughnut? Gunnery Sergeant Hartman : How did it get here? Private Gomer Pyle : Sir, I took it from the mess hall, sir! Private Gomer Pyle : Sir, no, sir! Private Gomer Pyle : Sir, because I'm too heavy, sir!

Gunnery Sergeant Hartman : Then why did you try to sneak a jelly doughnut in your footlocker, Private Pyle? Private Gomer Pyle : Sir, because I was hungry, sir! Gunnery Sergeant Hartman : Because you were hungry Gunnery Sergeant Hartman : Private Pyle has dishonored himself and dishonored the platoon.

I have tried to help him. But I have failed. I have failed because YOU have not helped me. YOU people have not given Private Pyle the proper motivation! So, from now on, whenever Private Pyle fucks up, I will not punish him! I will punish all of YOU! Gunnery Sergeant Hartman : Open your mouth! What is that, Pvt. Unnamed Colonel in Vietnam: "Son, all I've ever asked of my Marines is that they obey my orders as they would the word of God.

We are here to help the Viet-namese, because inside every gook there is an American trying to get out. It's a hardball world, son.

We've just got to keep our heads until this peace craze blows over. Crazy Earl: "These are great days we're living, bros. We are jolly green giants, walking the Earth — with guns. These people we wasted here today are the finest human beings we will ever know. After we rotate back to the world, we're gonna miss not having anyone around that's worth shooting.

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Get up here! You're too slow! Move it, move it! Private Pyle, whatever you do, don't fall down! View Quote Are you quitting on me? Well, are you?! Move it! I'm gonna rip your balls off so you cannot contaminate the rest of the world! I will motivate you, Private Pyle, if it short-dicks every cannibal on the Congo! View Quote Pick 'em up and set 'em down, Pyle! Or did you have to work on it? View Quote Do you feel dizzy? Do you feel faint? Jesus H. Christ, I think you've got a hard-on!

View Quote The deadliest weapon in the world is a Marine and his rifle. It is your killer instinct which must be harnessed if you expect to survive in combat. Your rifle is only a tool. It is a hard heart that kills. After that, Hartman pulled Pyle's uniform pants down and made him put his thumb in his mouth like a baby while Hartman and the platoon continues with drill, Pyle walking behind them.

Later that night, Hartman told his privates that they will sleep with their rifles and give them various female names. He also told them they are married to their pieces, which are weapons of iron and wood, and that they will be faithful. The privates went to their beds while carrying their rifles. The recruits said altogether: "This is my rifle.

There are many like it, but this one is mine. My rifle is my best friend. It is my life. I must master it, as I must master my life. Without me, my rifle is useless. Without my rifle, I am useless. I must fire my rifle true. I must shoot straighter than my enemy, who is trying to kill me. I must shoot him before he shoots me. I will. I swear this creed. My rifle and myself are defenders of my country. We are the masters of our enemy. We are the saviors of my life. So be it Hartman told his privates goodnight, and ordered a recruit to begin fire watch, where a recruit is chosen, normally at random, to stay up and keep an eye on the other recruits to prevent a code red beatings , recruits going AWOL A bsent W ith O ut L eave and any actions deemed wrongful.

During the morning's drill session, Hartman calls "Right shoulder arms. Pyle sticks his rifle far out, to which Hartman pushes it back into him, telling him to keep it four inches from his chest. Hartman and his privates went over to the obstacle course.