Patton1970

Patton:
What's the matter with you?

Soldier Who Gets Slapped:
Well, I... I guess I... I can't take it anymore.

Patton:
What did you say?

Soldier Who Gets Slapped:
It's my nerves, sir. I... I just can't stand the shelling anymore.

Patton:
Your *nerves*? Well, hell, you're nothing but a God-damned coward.

Patton:
Shut up!

Patton:
I'm not going to have a man sitting here *crying*! In front of these brave men who have been wounded in battle!

Patton:
*Shut up!*

Patton:
Don't admit this yellow bastard. There's nothing wrong with him. I won't have a man who's just afraid to fight *stinking up this place of honor!* You will get him back up to the front.

Patton:
You're going back to the front, boy. You may get shot, and you may get killed, but you're going back to the fighting. Either that, or I'll stand you up before a firing squad. Why, I ought to shoot you right now, you...

Patton:
God-damned bastard! Get him out of here! Take him back to the *front! You hear me? You God-damned coward!*

Patton:
I won't have cowards in my army.