Dogfight

Synopsis: In 1963, the night before the 18 years old "Birdlace" Eddie and his friends are shipped to Vietnam. They play a dirty game called 'Dogfight': all of them seek a woman for a party, and who finds the most ugly one, wins a prize. Eddie finds the lonesome pacifist Rose working in a coffee shop. She's happy to accompany him - but then she sees through the game. However by this time he already learned to like her, so he follows her home. Will he manage to win her heart despite their differences?
Genre: Comedy, Drama, Romance
Director(s): Nancy Savoca
Production: Warner Home Video
 
IMDB:
7.5
Rotten Tomatoes:
76%
R
Year:
1991
94 min
1,803 Views


Half-hour dinner break.

70 wounded and 34 were missing.

I'm sorry. We're out of chicken salad.

Half mile south of the southern boundary

that separates North and South Vietnam.

In this last week in Vietnam...

...there are a reported 141 American dead...

...391 wounded, and 47 listed as missing.

Other news. In Washington

this afternoon, the Congressional...

Hey, Birdlace!

I want a girl just like this, man.

Babe!

Back here!

Bring it back here now!

Damn you, Birdlace.

No, you don't. Back here to me.

It looks like a cartoon.

Stand by, men.

A**hole approaching, 11 o'clock.

Berzin, ladies...

This here is Fector.

He wanted to meet you.

Yeah.

How you guys hanging?

So, what can we do for you, Fector?

Donavin says you guys are sponsoring

a little get-together.

I want in, if it's okay.

I don't know, Fector.

We're a pretty elite group.

- What do you think, Birdlace?

- You know the rules?

You break the rules, you don't get your jing

back, not a f***ing dime. You got that?

Do you have anyone to bring

to this event, Fec-dork?

F***ing A, I got someone to bring.

Sounds pretty elite to me, guys.

What do you think, Benjamin?

Fector, you got the $50?

Sh*t. Looks like

an outstanding candidate to me.

Out-f***ing-standing.

How about that, Fector? Okie likes you.

In fact, we all like you.

That means you're in.

Festivities begin precisely at 1900.

You'll be there.

I'll be there in dress blues, tennis shoes,

and a fur-lined f***ing jockstrap.

Count on it.

Fector? Sounds more like "fective" to me.

Defective.

Dumb motherf***er

still shitting boot camp chow.

Definitely. Roger that.

Twenty-two. That's the biggest ever.

We going to have us a time.

Yes, sir, we going to have

some kind of time.

Attention, passengers.

The bus to Santa Cruz has been canceled.

The bus from Los Angeles

will be 20 minutes late.

All right, men. Fall in.

Attention!

One question, men.

- Are we a**holes or Marines?

- Sir, a**holes, sir!

- Wrong! We're Marines! What are we?

- Sir, Marines, sir!

And we are not just Marines.

We are the Four Bees. What are we?

Sir, the Four f***ing Bees. Aye, aye, sir!

The Four Bees have a special mission.

What's that mission?

To take no prisoners and not become one!

Out-f***ing-standing, men.

Muster at 1900.

Good hunting, gentlemen.

Fall out.

- Excuse me. Hi.

- Hi.

An older sister maybe?

Maggie. Debbie's really mad at you.

You're in big trouble this time. Excuse me.

Excuse me. I'm new in town.

I thought maybe we could see some sights.

The Golden Gate...

You slut.

Excuse me. I overheard you.

I'm new here, too. I've got a map.

Where do you want to go?

Gee, thanks, but...

I'm not interested.

I mean, no, I don't need your help.

I got to go.

- Where is he?

- You talking to me?

Yes, ma'am, now, where is he?

- Who?

- Your husband.

I don't have a husband.

- You don't have a husband?

- No.

Where's your boyfriend?

No boyfriend. What is it you want?

Are you a lesbian?

No, I'm not.

A pretty little thing like yourself

with no husband, no boyfriend...

You got to be a lesbian.

No, I'm just here by myself, that's all.

Not anymore. My name's Buell.

A lot of people call me Okie.

You can call me Okie.

Only if you wanted to.

Betty, hi!

Hey, I don't know you.

What do you mean you don't know me?

We've been writing to each other

for seven months.

I said I'd meet you here?

Betty, it's me Sam, Sam Benjamin.

I'm not Betty. I'm Ruth Two Bears.

What do you mean?

You look just like Betty... Betty Lynx Leg.

Jesus, this...

Jesus, this is really very embarrassing.

I'm sorry, Ruth.

I need a drink.

Let me buy you a drink.

Make it up to you.

I swear, I thought you were Betty.

When I say "spitting image"...

You have no Lynx Leg blood in you?

Hello.

The Marines have landed.

- Oh, great.

- I'll be there in an hour.

- What I was saying, Gladys...

- Alice.

Sorry, Alice. I was saying you're nice.

I'm being sincere.

Listen, I'm a United States Marine.

I'm leaving tomorrow morning to Okinawa.

I wanted to have a nice time, that's all.

- You want a nice time?

- Yeah.

Get yourself a streetwalker.

F***ing sh*t!

Excuse me.

Oh, it's pouring out.

We're going to get soaked.

What will you have?

A cup of coffee's fine...

And I'll take one of those delicious-looking

doughnuts, too, please.

- What kind you want?

- Chocolate, please.

Say, are these things homemade?

No.

Well, they smell it.

We're going to be closing soon.

Wow.

Please. Don't stop. You sound real good.

It's great. It's one of my favorite songs.

Actually, it reminds me a lot of...

Of Jim Swaine's music.

Don't you think so?

I don't know him.

Wow. Jim Swaine?

Well, he's just...

Well, you've heard of Dylan, right?

Bob Dylan?

Yeah.

Jim Swaine is a major influence

on Dylan's music.

I thought...

...Woody Guthrie was Dylan's influence.

Well, yeah.

There's Woody,

and then there's Jim Swaine.

In fact, I think that Jim Swaine and Woody

cowrote some songs together.

If I'm not mistaken.

I thought Woody wrote pretty much

on his own.

Sometimes he did. He did, most definitely.

But sometimes, he would, you know,

collaborate with Swaine.

In other words, Woody wrote the words,

and Swaine wrote the music.

Other times, they'd switch.

See what I'm saying?

Like that famous song of his.

You know the one I mean?

- This Land Is Your Land?

- This Land Is Your Land. Exactly.

Yeah, that was...

That was an original

by Swaine and Guthrie.

That's strange.

I've got the sheet music upstairs.

I don't remember seeing his name.

He was a ghostwriter. Sometimes.

In fact, most of the time.

Rose, your break's over.

Let's get those tables set up for tomorrow.

Your coffee's getting cold.

Thank you.

Do you write your own stuff?

Jeez, no.

You should. You've got the voice for it.

- Really?

- Abso-f***ing-lutely.

Hey. My apologies.

I'm not used to being around ladies.

It's okay. I should get back to work.

Sure.

Listen, I'm just a dumb jarhead.

I am sorry.

It's okay.

So what time do you close up here?

In a little while.

What's a jarhead?

That's just what we call ourselves.

I'm a United States Marine.

It's okay if we say it,

but if a squid says it, a sailor...

...then it's fist city.

It's all right if a woman says it,

especially if she sings like you.

Thanks.

Thanks very much...

...jarhead.

- So, what's your name?

- Rose, Rose Fenny.

Rose's cafe. You own this place.

No. My mother does. Her name's Rose.

Same as me, same as my grandmother.

That's nice.

- You're a Marine?

- Yes, ma'am.

Edward Baines Birdlace?

Okay. It's not that funny.

Sorry. It's a nice name.

Thanks.

Gosh, you look so angry.

I'm not angry. I'm just ready.

Ready for what?

Ready for anything.

Date of birth:
November 26, 1944.

That's soon. Today's the 21st.

This Monday. 19 big ones.

Well, happy birthday, Corporal Birdlace.

Gee, thanks.

I better shove off soon. Going to a party.

Birthday party?

No, just... Sort of a regular party.

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