Dogfight Page #6
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- Year:
- 1991
- 94 min
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- Roger that, Corporal.
- Bullshit.
See what I mean?
I do.
Let me tell you something about bullshit.
It's everywhere.
You hit me with a little, I buy it.
I hit you with a little, you buy it.
It doesn't make us idiots.
That's what makes us buddies.
We buy what the Corps hands out,
and that's what makes us Marines.
And the Corps is buying the bullshit
from Kennedy...
...and Kennedy's buying the bullshit
from everybody in the US of f***in' A.
And that's what makes us Americans.
- It's still bullshit.
- Right.
And we're in it
up to our goddamn lips, buddy.
See what I'm saying?
Berzin, you can make sense out of anything.
I don't know if I'm making sense, but...
This makes a hell of a lot of sense
to me, boy.
There's no bullshit in this.
Jesus.
Very f***ing charming, Okie.
Very f***ing charming.
Was that the Okie aroma I smell?
Hey, Birdshit, tell me again,
was she a fox or what?
- What?
- You know, the officer's wife.
How good-looking was she?
- Tell me.
- All right. Tell him.
I'll tell you this, you sorry son of a b*tch.
She was so fine,
you'd crawl through a minefield...
...just to smell the tires on the laundry
truck hauling away her skivvies.
Get out of here!
Get off of me!
Hey, come on!
Watch my hair!
- Daley.
- Here.
- Erlich.
- Here.
- Bailey.
- Here.
- Riker.
- Here.
- Lincoln.
- Here.
- Sanders.
- Here.
- Sarnof.
- Here.
- Tate.
- Here.
We have NBC's Bob MacNeil on the line
now with a report. Please go ahead, Bob.
Malcolm Kilduff...
...has just announced
that President Kennedy...
...died at approximately 1:00 Central
Standard Time, just about 35 minutes ago.
...by an unknown assailant...
...by an unknown assailant...
...during a motorcade ride
through downtown Dallas.
...during a motorcade ride
through downtown Dallas.
- The president died...
- The president died...
...approximately 25 minutes...
...approximately 25 minutes...
I'll see your four...
...and raise you five.
Y'all want to hear a joke?
That's it. I won.
What's this sh*t?
- Want to hear a joke?
- What are you trying to pull?
- You think I'm stupid.
- Tell the f***ing joke.
What did the ghost say to the bee?
I don't know.
"Boo, bee. Boo, bee."
Actually, that's pretty good.
That's real funny, Okie.
My knee!
I've been hit.
- I need help!
- My f***ing arm!
Benjamin!
He's dead! He's dead!
The motherf***er's dead!
Where's Benjamin?
Eddie, don't you f***ing give up on me!
San Francisco.
Watch your step getting off.
So, thanks for coming, folks.
Hey, man, how many babies did you kill?
We're having Big Brother
and the Holding Company.
A benefit
for the Haight Community free clinic.
Check it out before the prices go up.
He had a scorpion on his back.
A tattoo, like this big.
It was one of those T-shirts with no sleeves.
How are you doing?
Let me have a CC and water.
- Yeah, I think Karl wants one, too.
- Right.
- I can't afford one. Give me a raise.
- Yeah.
Runner on at first.
That'll be $1.10.
Here's $2. Keep the change.
Thanks.
- That's nice. It do anything?
- What?
The bluebirds.
It didn't take me where it was supposed to,
but it still flies.
We were just talking about tattoos.
Nice bees.
You just get them?
- Yeah.
- Yeah.
I got one that dances.
The man doesn't want
to see your belly.
All I said was I got one that dances.
Believe me, it's no big deal.
Let me see it.
For crying out loud.
You get it? Belly dancer?
Hey, I got it in TJ.
You ever been to TJ?
Yeah.
I got this one in Dego
after I got out of boot camp.
You a Marine?
Yes, sir.
- Vietnam?
- Yeah.
Yeah. Bummer.
No charge on that, Karl.
- Thanks.
- Thank you.
Boy, things have really changed
around here.
Yeah. You can say that again.
You ain't kidding.
Rose still run that place
across the street, the cafe?
There's been a couple of Roses.
Yeah, but I think they're grooming
a granddaughter of hers now.
I think I've seen the granddaughter before.
She's kind of chubby?
Chubby? She ain't no prize.
Like you're some kind of winner, Karl?
I am a lover.
A lover?
Rose?
Hi.
Hi.
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