Saving Private Ryan1998

Pvt. Mellish:
[Upham gives him a tap on the shoulder] Hey! You want to get your head blown off, you fancy little f***? Don't ever f***ing touch me with those dirty little rat claws again. Get the f*** back in formation.

Cpl. Upham:
I was just wondering where you're from, that's...[Mellish glares at him. Upham walks ahead to Caparzo] Uh, Caparzo, is that it?

Pvt. Caparzo:
Hey, drop dead, corporal.

Cpl. Upham:
Got you.

Pvt. Caparzo:
And another thing, every time you salute the captain you make him a target for the Germans. So do us a favor, don't do it. Especially when I'm standing next to him. Capisce?

Cpl. Upham:
Alright, capisce.

Medic Wade:
Corporal, what's your book about?

Cpl. Upham:
It's supposed to be about the bonds of brotherhood developed between soldiers during war.

Pvt. Caparzo:
[laughs] Brotherhood? What do you know about brotherhood? Get a load of this guy, Fish. Why don't you ask the captain where he's from?

Pvt. Mellish:
Yeah, ask the captain. He'll tell ya everything you wanna know about him.

Pvt. Reiben:
You want to explain the math of this to me? I mean, where's the sense in risking the lives of the eight of us to save one guy?

Capt. Miller:
[Quietly]Twenty degrees. [Speaks up] Anyone wanna answer that?

Medic Wade:
Hey, Reiben, think about the poor bastard's mother.

Pvt. Reiben:
Hey, doc, I got a mother, you got a mother, the sarge has got a mother. Sh*t, I'll bet that even the Captain's got a mother. [Looks at Miller] Well, maybe not the Captain, but the rest of us have got mothers.

Corp. Upham:
"Ours is not to reason why, ours is but to do and die."

Pvt. Mellish:
La-la-la-la-la-la-la. What the f*** is that supposed to mean, Corporal? We're all supposed to die, is that it?

Capt. Miller:
Upham's talking about our duties as soldiers. We have orders and we are to follow those orders, and that supersedes everything, including our mothers.

Corp. Upham:
Yes, sir. Thank you, sir.

Pvt. Reiben:
Even if you think the mission's FUBAR, Captain?

Capt. Miller:
Especially if you think the mission's FUBAR.

Corp. Upham:
What's FUBAR?

Pvt. Mellish:
Oh, it's German.

Corp. Upham:
[who is fluent in German] Never heard of it.

Pvt. Jackson:
[At Miller] Sir, I have an opinion on this matter.

Capt. Miller:
Well, by all means, share it with the squad.

Pvt. Jackson:
Well, from my way of thinking, sir, this entire mission is a serious misallocation of valuable military resources.

Capt. Miller:
Yeah, go on.

Pvt. Jackson:
Well, it seems to me, sir, that God gave me a special gift. Made me a fine instrument of warfare.

Capt. Miller:
Reiben, now pay attention. THIS is the way to gripe. Continue Jackson.

Pvt. Jackson:
Well, what I mean by that, sir, is if you's to put me and this here sniper rifle, anywhere up to and including one mile of Adolf Hitler with a clear line of sight, sir, pack your bags fellas, war's over. Amen.

Pvt. Reiben:
[At Jackson] Oh, that's brilliant, bumpkin. [At Miller] Say Captain, you don't gripe at all?

Capt. Miller:
I don't gripe to you, Reiben. I'm a Captain. We have a chain of command. Gripes go up, not down. Always up. You gripe to me, I gripe to my superior officer, and so on and so on and so on. I don't gripe to you. I don't gripe in front of you. You should know that, as a Ranger.

Pvt. Reiben:
Well, I'm sorry, sir, but let's say you weren't a Captain, or maybe I was a Major. What would you say then?

Capt. Miller:
Ah, well, in that case, I'd say this is an excellent mission, sir, with an extremely valuable objective, sir, worthy of my best efforts, sir. Moreover, I feel heartfelt sorrow for the mother of Private James Ryan and am willing to lay down my life, and the lives of my men — especially you, Reiben — to ease her suffering.

Pvt. Mellish:
He's good.

Pvt Caparzo:
I love him.