The Boys in Company C

Washington:
Sergeant Loyce don't give a damn!

The Boys of Company C:
Shipped our ass to Vietnam!

Washington:
Good Marines they never die!

The Boys of Company C:
When they're hit they never cry!

Washington:
You listen to me dipshit, I ain't gonna repeat myself, don't mess with me! don't mess near me! don't bring no heat down on me, y'all heading for a fall and I ain't taking the ride, do you dig? You just stay clear of Tyrone! 'Cause you all a bunch of f*** ups! And you all going to die, every last one of you! You too, dipshit!

SSgt. Loyce:
Move it up until the private in front of you smiles.

Washington:
Sergeant stripes they give him class...

The Boys of Company C:
He just likes to kick our ass!

Washington:
Pike! You f***in' with pills again!... I f***in' told your ass I don't want a junkie on my back... didn't I? !

Pvt. Billy Ray Pike:
Yeah,well the Captain gave me these, god damnit, cuz my f***in' foot hurts... all right!... and he also said I don't have to be in your sh*t eatin' squad anymore.

Washington:
Stay away from me man!... You stay the f*** away from me. If I catch you near me again,I'm gonna put my foot upside your ass... sideways!

Washington:
Here's your body count Captain. Three chickens and a duck!

SSgt. Aquilla:
[the Boys have just arrived for Boot Camp] Hey goddamnit! You with the pretty face! What the hell are you spitting on the ground for, what is that sh*t in your mouth?

Pvt. Billy Ray Pike:
Chewing tobacco sir.

SSgt. Aquilla:
Its what?

Pvt. Billy Ray Pike:
Chewing tobacco sir!

SSgt. Aquilla:
What the hell are you chewing tobacco for!

Pvt. Billy Ray Pike:
I chew when I play baseball sir!

SSgt. Aquilla:
Does this look like a baseball stadium to you!

Pvt. Billy Ray Pike:
No Sir it doesn't.

SSgt. Aquilla:
Then what the hell are you chewing tobacco for? Did you get on the wrong f***ing train, or did they draft you!

Pvt. Billy Ray Pike:
I enlisted Sir!

SSgt. Aquilla:
You did what?

Pvt. Billy Ray Pike:
I enlisted in the Marines Sir!

SSgt. Aquilla:
What the hell would you do a crazy thing like that for?

Pvt. Billy Ray Pike:
[pause]

SSgt. Aquilla:
Answer me goddamn it!

Pvt. Billy Ray Pike:
I want to fight for my country sir.

SSgt. Aquilla:
F***ing TURD!

Pvt. Vinnie Fazio:
What's oh-three-hundred?

SSgt. Loyce:
Oh-three-hundred... basic infantryman.

Pvt. Vinnie Fazio:
Does that mean Vietnam?

SSgt. Loyce:
Goddamn right it means Vietnam, numb nuts. Goddamnit, oh-three-hundred is basic infantryman. Oh-three-hundred is the United States Marine Corps!

Sergeant Curry:
Washington checked his package, The boys checked their package, And I'm checkin' my package. Now, you little wheyfaced, disloyal bum, are you checkin' your package or do you have a package?

SSgt. Loyce:
Jesus, how the hell do they expect me to train f***in' marines when they won't even send me human god-damn beings to start with?

Washington:
[You wouldn't have done if that was a white boy back there]

Captain Collins:
[Oh sh*t]

Washington:
[Yeah but to you he's nothin' but a gook huh? I mean he's just a yellow n*gger]

Captain Collins:
[He is the enemy!]

Washington:
[No, YOU'RE the enemy!]

Radio Hanoi Announcer:
[You're listening to the cool sound of Radio Hanoi]

Lieutenant Archer:
[Radio Hanoi. God f*** it! We lost the enemy for what? For a goddamn relay booster for motherf***in' Radio Hanoi! Intelligence storm or a goddamn enemy communication centre! Wires some gooks balls, tells 'em any goddamn thing they want to hear and they listen to 'em because they're f***heads, 'cause they're goddamn f***heads! Washington you know why we're on this goddamn mission? You know they have a battalion sitting on top of that hill over there watching down at us? 'Cause we're gonna draw fire Washington, we're bait, we're goddamn motherf***in' live bait! That's all we are. We gonna draw 'em out of the bush and those bastards in that hill are gonna let loose with that big fancy ass million dollar hardware and they'll get a nice juicy bodycount. Washington, if that's what those motherf***ers want, that is precisely what those motherf***ers are going to GET!]

[You're an a**hole, you're gonna be dumb enough to pull a gun on a man you better be smart enough to pull the trigger!]

[August 27th, 1967, we took the oath this morning. Tyrone Washington - Chicago, Illinois. Billy Ray Pike - Galveston, Texas. Me, Alvin Foster - Emporia, Kansas. Vinnie Fazio - Brooklyn, New York. Dave Bisbee - Seattle, Washington and a bunch of other guys from all over the country. I decided to keep a journal and write about our experiences in the Marine Corps. Maybe I can get it published someday, that is if anyway wants to read about what happens to a bunch of guys they're gonna send to Vietnam]

Do not bunch up sgt Archer