Platoon (1986)

John C. McGinley: Sgt. O'Neill

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• Sgt. O'Neill : Excuses are like assholes, Taylor, everybody got one.

• Sgt. O'Neill : Bob, I got a bad feeling on this one, all right? I mean, I got a bad feeling. I don't think I'm gonna make it out of here. You understand what I'm saying to you?

  Sgt. Barnes : Everybody got to die sometime, Red.

• Sgt. Barnes : Martin, get your boots on. And the next time I catch you spraying skeeter repellent on your fucking feet, I'm gonna court-martial your nigger ass.

  Junior : Well, then court-martial me, motherfucker! Bust my ass. Send me to fucking Long Binh! You do your fucking worst! You white folks have got your last klick out of Junior!

  Sgt. Barnes : O'Neill, get me that centipede.

  Sgt. O'Neill : Sergeant?

  Sgt. Barnes : Yeah, that long, hairy, red and black bastard I found in the ammo crate. I'm gonna put it in this boy's crotch, see if he can walk.

  Sgt. O'Neill : I remember now.

• Bunny : [to Private Taylor]  Fucking pussy, man. He's laughing at you. That's the way the gook laughs.

  [to Vietnamese villager] 

  Bunny : Yeah, sure you are. You're real sorry, ain't you? You're just crying your little hearts out about Sandy and Sal and Manny.

  Sgt. O'Neill : Forget about it, Bunny, huh? Let's go. What do you say?

  [Bunny hits the Vietnamese villager over the head with the butt of his shotgun] 

  Bunny : Holy shit! You see that fucking head come apart, man? I never seen brains like that before, man. I bet you the old bitch runs the whole fucking show, man. She probably cut Manny's throat. She would probably cut my balls off if she had the chance.

  Sgt. O'Neill : Bunny, we leave now. Nobody saw a fucking thing! You understand me, Taylor? Not a fucking thing.

  Bunny : Fucking woman, man. Come on, man, let's fucking do her, man. Let's do this whole fucking village!

• [Elias, Barnes and O'Neill argue about what to do with the "cherries."] 

  Sgt. Elias : They don't know shit, Barnes, and chances are we're gonna run into something. Think about it.

  Sgt. O'Neill : That's just great, Bob, and what do you want me to do? Send one of my guys out to get zapped so some lame-ass just in from the world can get his beauty sleep? No.

  Sgt. Elias : Hey, O'Neill, take a break. You don't have to be a prick every day of you life, you know.

• Sgt. O'Neill : Guy's in three years, he thinks he's Jesus fucking Christ or something.

  Sgt. Barnes : Red, your guys stay in, but you go! I need veterans out there.

  Sgt. O'Neill : Damn it!

  [leaves] 

  Lt. Wolf : Excuse me, Seargeant. But in front of the men, I think it's necessary for *me* to give the orders.

  Sgt. Barnes : [sarcastically]  Yes, sir.

• Sgt. Barnes : [In the foxhole Barnes checks the soles of Junior's bare feet. Bunny and O'Neill looking on. Junior is moaning as if he's dying, overdoing it by a mile]  So what's the problem?

  Sgt. O'Neill : Says he can't walk.

  Sgt. Barnes : Shit. Get your boots on Martin, next time I catch you putting mosquito repellant on your fuckin feet I'm gonna courtmartial your nigger ass.

  Junior : [cracks]  DEN COURTMARTIAL ME MOTHERFUCKAH, bust my ass, send me to Long Binh, do your worst but I ain't walking no more. De white man done got his last klik outta me. Get some chuck dude to hump this shit.

  Sgt. Barnes : [suddenly soft]  Get me that centipede, O'Neill.

  [O'Neill is puzzled. What centipede?] 

  Sgt. O'Neill : Sarge?

  Sgt. Barnes : Yeah. That long hairy orange and black bastard I found in the ammo crate. I'm gonna put it in this asshole's crotch, see if he can walk.

  [Junior's eyes bulge with suspicion and sudden terror, his demeanor totally alert now] 

  Sgt. O'Neill : [understanding]  Oh yeah, right away Sarge.

  Junior : No! Wait! I'll walk, fuck you, I'll walk, I don't need this shit! I don't need this shit!

  Bunny : Fucking pussy, fuck it Sarge, I gotta have him on my hole?

• Sgt. O'Neill : What do ya say there LT?