i still love you fruity rudy!!
Trombley: Sergeant, I thought they were going to send us over the bridge in darkness.
Ray: Not retarded enough.
Brad: Careful with the Ripped Fuel.
Ray: Fuck man I’m on thirty hours no sleep! Beat the record I made in high school when I was on the debate team.
Evan: Wait a minute, you were on the debate team?
Brad: What channels for the 1-19?
Ray: 6-4 and 10-7. Yeah I was really really fucking good but all the other guys on the team thought I was high all the time.
Brad: Shut up, Ray. Alright! Time to make some money.
Cpl Ray: Man, I am so high from not sleeping. So check this out. Maybe they didn’t issue the wrong colour fatigues for the invasion. Maybe our blouses aren’t green, maybe they are desert beige.
Reporter: (checks his own blouse)
Cpl Ray: You know like sometimes, colours actually start to look different when you’re so sleep-deprived? Like the sun. It looks red when it actually is yellow. You know maybe our blouses aren’t green. We’re just so fucking sleep-deprived, that’s the way that they look to us.
Sgt Colbert: Are you making this up?
Cpl Ray: Fuck yeah I’m making this up! It passes the time, brother!
Mr Potato Head: Sgt Patrick, your moo-stache hairs is in violations. They’re going to be on the corner of your mouth. I hear Godfather himself say, you look like a bum. POO-LICE THAT MOO-STACHE! Ya’ll starting to look like Elvises!!
Mr Potato Head: (reaming Sgt. Patrick about the ‘grooming standard’)
(soldier marches behind a la nazi-style, pointing to his mustache)