Black Hawk Down2001

[Troops are having an impromptu barbecue with a wild boar killed by Hoot.]

Captain Steele:
Sergeant, what's going on here?

Hoot:
Oh, just some aerial target practice, sir. Didn't want to leave it behind.

Steele:
I'm talking about your weapon. [points to Hoot's slung M4] Delta or no Delta, that's a hot weapon. You know better than that. Your safety should be on at all times on base.

Hoot:
[holding up his index finger] Well, this is my safety, sir. [bends finger and walks away]

Sanderson:
Let it go, sir. The guy hasn't eaten in a couple of days.

Steele:
You Delta boys are a bunch of undisciplined cowboys. Let me tell you something, Sergeant. We get on the five-yard line, you're going to need my Rangers. So you all better learn to be team players. We're done here.

Sanderson:
[stares at him] Enjoy your meal, Captain. [walks away]