An Officer and a Gentleman

Foley:
In every class there is a joker who thinks that he is smarter than me. In this class that happens to be you isn't mayonnaise?

Foley:
Mayo I want you D.O.R.

Mayo:
No sir. You can kick me out, but I ain't quitting.

Foley:
Get in to your fatigues Mayo cause by the end of weekend you'll quit.

Lynette:
Damn You! Goddam You! Nobody D.O.R's after eleven weeks! Nobody!

Foley:
This here my idea of an ass bandit. Wait til the girls get a look at you scrotum head.

Byron:
I'm out at sea three weeks a month and when I'm back at port I don't have time for this daddy stuff cause that's not who I am.

Young Zack:
That's okay, sir

Byron:
Wait a minute kid you don't understand. I'm too old for this. I don't care what the navy says this is not a place to bring up a kid your better back at that state school in Virginia.

Young Zack:
I'm never going back there. They treat me like sh*t.

Byron:
Maybe that's not for you to say. Goddamit! don't look at me that way what happened to your mother had nothing to do with me.

Young Zack:
It did you said "You were gonna come back. You promise.

Byron:
Is that what she said? That's a female lie. That's bullshit! That's a lie!

Young Zack:
I found your letters. I read them right after she did it. You said "you were gonna come back for us". You said you loved her and she believed you. Your a liar!

Mayo:
I am talking to you, motherf***er!

Foley:
What did you call me?

Worley:
Look at them bodacious set of ta's ta's.

Foley:
There's not gonna be any liberty for you boys cause you'll be going home by then.

Topper:
Who the hell is that guy?

Perryman:
That's your momma and daddy for the next thirteen weeks.

Paula:
You know something, you ain't nothing special. You got no manners, you treat woman like whores and if you ask me you got no chance of being no officer.

Foley:
Congratulations Ensign Seeger.

Seeger:
Thank you, Sir.

Foley:
Gunnery Sgt, Ensign Seeger, Sir.

Byron Mayo:
I'm out at sea three weeks out of every month, and when I'm back at port, I don't have time for this daddy stuff, 'cause that's not who I am.

Young Zack Mayo:
That's okay, sir.

Byron:
Wait a second, kid, you don't understand. I'm too old for this. I don't care what the Navy says. This is no place to bring up a kid like I told you on the telephone. You're better off at that state school back at Virginia.

Young Zack:
I'm never going back there. They treat me like sh*t.

Byron:
Maybe that's not for you to say. Goddamnit, don't look at me that way. What happened to your mother had nothing to do with me.

Young Zack:
It did. You said you were gonna come back. You promised.

Byron:
Is that what she said? That's a female lie. That's bullshit! That a lie!

Young Zack:
I found your letters. I read them right after she did it. You said you were gonna come back for us. You said you loved her, and she believed you. You're a liar!

[a group of juvenile delinquents in Subic waylay a young Zack Mayo]

Lead Thug:
Akin na pera mo! ["Give me your money!" in Tagalog]

Zack Mayo:
But I have no money!

Lead Thug:
Bullshit! [punches Mayo in the face. Thugs take Mayo's wallet]

GySgt. Emil Foley:
[looks at Mayo's tattoo] Hey, this is really wonderful work! Where'd you get this, Mayo?

Zack Mayo:
Subic Bay, Philippines, sir.

Foley:
I thought I recognized the work. Be proud of them wings. They're the only one you're leaving here with, Mayo-NAISE.

Zack Mayo:
What do you want? You want to f***? Is that what you want? You wanna f***? All right, come here. Get on the bed. Take your clothes off. I'll give you a good f***.

Paula Pokrifki:
Where's that coming from?

Zack Mayo:
Get on the bed.

Pokrifki:
I wouldn't f*** you now if my life --

Mayo:
Then get the hell out of here, because I don't need this sh*t.

Pokrifki:
I don't know who you think you're talking to, you know. I'm not some whore you brought in here. I'm trying to be nice to you. I'm trying to be your friend, Zack.

Mayo:
Well, then be a friend. Get out of here.

Pokrifki:
Fine. Fine. You know, man. You ain't nothing special. You got no manners. You treat women like whores. And if you ask me, you ain't got no chance of being no officer.

Paula Pokrifki:
Zack, when you're through with a girl, what do you do? Do you you say something or do you just...disappear?

Zack Mayo:
I never had a girl.

[Foley has discovered Mayo's racket in his quarters]

GySgt. Emil Foley:
Mayo, I want your DOR.

Zack Mayo:
No, sir. You can kick me outta here, but I ain't quitting.

Foley:
Get into your fatigues, Mayo. By the end of this weekend, you'll quit.

[Foley continues taunting Mayo]

GySgt. Emil Foley:
You can forget it! You're out!

Zack Mayo:
Don't you do it! Don't! You... I GOT NOWHERE ELSE TO GO! I got nowhere else to g... I got nothin' else.

Foley:
All right Mayo, on your feet.

[Mayo talks to Foley about Sid Worley getting himself DOR'd]

Zack Mayo:
You didn't kick him out, did you? Wait, sir! Didn't he tell you what he's been going through?

GySgt. Emil Foley:
It doesn't matter what he's been going through; that's what bartenders are for. What does matter is that he freaked out for some reason at 25,000 feet, and that can happen. Period.

Mayo:
There's this girl that he's gotten pregnant, and she's putting him through hell, sir.

Sid Worley:
He's right, Zack. It doesn't matter.

Mayo:
Just like that? It's all over? With less than two weeks to go, you're out?

Foley:
It can still happen to you too, Mayo-naise.

Mayo:
I am talking to you, motherf***er!

Foley:
What did you call me?

Sid Worley:
Lynette, marry me. Make me the happiest man in the whole world.

Lynette Pomeroy:
I'm sorry, Sid, but I don't wanna marry you. I really like you. We've had ourselves some really great times, but I thought you understood. I want to marry a pilot. I want to live my life overseas. The wife of an aviator...[bitterly] Damn you! Goddamn you! Nobody DOR's after 11 weeks! NOBODY!

Zack Mayo:
Sir, this officer candidate request permission to see you in private... sir.

GySgt. Emil Foley:
[gently] Mayo, the whole class already knows about Candidate Worley, and we're sorry.

Mayo:
Oh, I'm sure you are.

[upon graduation]

GySgt. Emil Foley:
Congratulations, Ensign Mayo.

Zack Mayo:
I'll never forget you, Sergeant.

Foley:
I know.

Mayo:
I wouldn't have made it without you.

Foley:
[with a straight face] Get the hell out of here.

Mayo:
Thank you, Sergeant.

Life gave him nothing, except the courage to win... and a woman to love.

It will lift you up where you belong.

[Zack sells pre-shined shoes to the other candidates and hides it in the ceiling rafters]

Perryman:
Sh*t. I am not going to make it. Help me out, Sid. Got a spare, man?

Worley:
My spare sucks. You know where the hardware store is.

Perryman:
Zack, I need a buckle, man.

Mayo:
I can't risk it.

Perryman:
You got plenty of time, man. He's still out with the girls.

Mayo:
Can't do it.

Perryman:
Zack, I got to see my family, man. I can't take it if he let me out of here this weekend.

Mayo:
Wouldn't want you to get an honor violation, Perryman.

Perryman:
OK.

Worley:
Attention on deck.

Foley:
In every class, there's always one joker who thinks that he's smarter than me! In this class, it happens to be you, isn't it, Mayonnaise? [hits rafter access tile with a stick, causing contraband to fall out] Perryman, Worley...let us have this room. On the double.

Perryman:
Couldn't have happened to a nicer guy.

Worley:
Stow it!

Foley:
Mayo, I want your DOR.

Mayo:
No, sir. You can kick me outta here, but I ain't quitting.

Foley:
Get into your fatigues, Mayo. By the end of this weekend, you'll quit.

Lynette:
[after Sid asks her to marry him] Oh, Sid! Let's do it right now! I wonder where we'll get stationed? I've always wanted to go to Hawaii!

Worley:
Honey, we're not being stationed anywhere. I D.O.R.'d.

Lynette:
[Shocked] You what?

Worley:
I D.O.R.'d. I wasn't cut out to be a pilot. I was faking it. I've been faking everything up to now.

Lynette:
But... What'll we do? Where would we go?

Worley:
Oklahoma. I'll get my old job back at JC Penney's. Hell, in two years, I'll be floor manager. You're going to love Oklahoma! You and mama will get along great. Money might be tight, so we'll live at home. It's going to work out.

Lynette:
Sid... There's no baby.

Worley:
What?

Lynette:
I'm not pregnant. I got my period this morning. There's no baby, Sid.

Worley:
I'll be goddamned. What do you say we get married anyway? I love you! I don't think I really knew that till just now, just this second. I have never been happier in my life than I have in the last seven weeks. I've never felt so relaxed, and I've never felt so loved for who I really am. Lynette, marry me. Make me the happiest man in the whole world.

Lynette:
I'm sorry, Sid, but I don't wanna marry you. I really like you. We've had ourselves some really great times, but I thought you understood. I want to marry a pilot. I want to live my life overseas. The wife of an aviator...[bitterly] Damn you! Goddamn you! Nobody DOR's after 11 weeks! NOBODY!

[Foley continues taunting Mayo, and calls him out on why he joined the course]

Foley:
You only give a sh*t about yourself. All your classmates know it. Do you think they would trust you behind the controls of a plane? You'd probably zip off in my F-14 and sell it to the Cubans.

Mayo:
No, sir! No, sir! I love my country.

Foley:
Sell it to the Air Force, Mayo. Sell it to the Air Force! [moves to his head] Talk to me. Now why would a slick hustler like you sign up for this abuse?

Mayo:
I want to fly jets.

Foley:
My grandmama wants to fly jets.

Mayo:
I wanted it since I was a kid!

Foley:
We're not talking about flying. We're talking about character!

Mayo:
I've changed. I've changed since I've been here.

Foley:
The hell you have.

Mayo:
I've changed, sir!

Foley:
No, you've just polished your act a little bit. You just shined it up! [moves up to concrete slab and looks down on Mayo] Now tell me what I want to hear. I want your DOR.

Mayo:
No sir.

Foley:
I want your DOR.

Mayo:
I ain't going to quit.

Foley:
Spell it! D-O-R.

Mayo:
I ain't gonna quit!

Foley:
Yeah then you can be free, and you and your daddy can get drunk and go whore-chasing together!

Mayo:
No, sir!

Foley:
DOR.

Mayo:
I ain't going to quit!

Foley:
Alright then, you can forget it! [tries to leave] You're OUT!

Mayo:
Don't you do it! Don't! You... I GOT NOWHERE ELSE TO GO! I got nowhere else to g... I got nothin' else.

Foley:
All right Mayo, on your feet.

Gunnery Sergeant Emil Foley:
[to the newly arrived recruits] I expect to lose half of you before I'm finished. I will use every means necessary - fair and unfair - to trip you up, to expose your weaknesses as a potential aviator.

Gunnery Sergeant Emil Foley:
[to the newly-arrived male recruits] Not all the obstacles that can trip you up are on this base. Let me tell you something about the local girls. Ever since there's been a base here, there's been what you'd call the Puget Sound Debs. The poor girls come across the sound on the ferry every weekend with just one thing in mind, and that's to marry themselves a naval aviator. A Puget Deb will tell you, "Don't you worry about contraceptives. I've got that all taken care of." Don't believe it, sweet pea. A Puget Deb will do anything and say anything to trap you. I know this sounds silly, especially in this so-called modern age, but you scuzzy college pukes should watch out, because they're out there, and you, sweet peas, are the answer to their dream!