Tales of the Unexpected1979

Sgt. Guedo:
Are you nuts or something? Is that thing loaded?

Fred Pearson:
Yeah it's loaded! Remember you used to yell at me all the time to keep it loaded? You taught me well, Sarge, SIT DOWN!

Sgt. Guedo:
[shakes head] You're psycho.

Fred Pearson:
It's not nice to call me names. I'm just trying to be sociable, Sergeant, just want to talk about the old times. You remember the old times, don't you? Sixteen hours in the grease pits, garbage detail, the body bags! Foul Ball Pearson getting the garbage pit! How'd you like to stuff body bags for 16 hours? What's to stop me from putting a bullet through your head, give me one good reason!

Sgt. Guedo:
Pearson...

Fred Pearson:
Start talking Sergeant, give me a reason!

Sgt. Guedo:
That was a long time ago, I didn't mean nothing by it. And see, things are different now.

Fred Pearson:
Not for me! Things are the same, everything's the same day in and day out, dirty detail, dirty detail! I hate you just as much now as I did then, I want to hear you beg, big shot, start begging.

Sgt. Guedo:
I ain't begging for nothing, you gonna shoot me, go ahead and shoot! Maybe you got the guts finally!

Fred Pearson:
Guedo, I don't regret nothing I did.

Sgt. Guedo:
I did what I had to do! You weren't a Marine! You were a sloppy punk!

Fred Pearson:
You're not helping yourself, Sarge.

Sgt. Guedo:
You couldn't march, you couldn't dress, you couldn't shoot! You were a disgrace to the Marine Corp, you miserable coward! [Pearson pulls the trigger]