Band of Brothers2001

Donald Malarkey:
[the men are going over Heffron and Spina's run-in with the German in the foxhole] He shoulda shot Hinkel in the ass.

Warren Muck:
Then he woulda shot *him* in the ass. [the men start laughing]

Pvt. Edward 'Babe' Heffron:
[Domingus comes around with stale pancakes and shovels them into everyone's mess tin] Hey, God bless ya.

Donald Malarkey:
Joe, these smell like my armpit!

Warren Muck:
[holding up one of the pancakes] At least your armpit's warm.

Joe Domingus:
You want syrup with that?

Donald Malarkey:
Joe, be honest, what's in these things anyway, huh?

Joe Domingus:
Nothing you won't eat, Malarkey. [he walks away]

Pvt. Ralph Spina:
I won't eat Malarkey. [they all start laughing again]

Pvt. John T. Julian:
Hey, hey, maybe Hinkel would like your share, huh?

Pvt. Edward 'Babe' Heffron:
I shoulda shot him when I had the chance.

Warren Muck:
What, running backwards, Babe?

2nd Lt. Thomas Peacock:
[Lt. Peacock walks up] Anybody seen Lieutenant Dike?

Donald Malarkey:
Uh, try battalion CP, sir. [Peacock walks away, and the men start giggling once he is out of earshot]

Warren Muck:
Try Paris.

Donald Malarkey:
Try Hinkel. [they all crack up again]

Pvt. Ralph Spina:
[Spina puts on a bad German accent and makes to hug Heffron] Hinkel, sveetie, I'm home!

Pvt. Edward 'Babe' Heffron:
[Heffron turns to Doc Roe, who is sitting nearby] Hey Eugene, Lieutenant Dike's got a full aid kit, try him.

Donald Malarkey:
Yeah, I'm sure he's not usin' his. [the men laugh again]

Pvt. John T. Julian:
Maybe Hinkel's got a syrette for ya.

Warren Muck:
Eat your strudel.

Donald Malarkey:
[in his own bad German accent] Hey, Hinkel-Vinkel, eat ze armpit, huh?