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Full Metal Jacket Page #3
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HARTMAN watches as the recruits climb ropes
and
ladders to a high wooden tower above the platform
13 EXT.
PUGIL-STICK CIRCLE--DAY
PYLE and another recruit, wearing
football-style
helmets, batter each other with pugil sticks.
The
recruits are formed up around them in a circle.
beaten, to the ground.
14. EXT. "DIRTY NAME" OBSTACLE--DAY
RECRURTS:
waiting in two lines for their turn.
HARTMAN:
Next two
privates! Quickly!
The next two recruits struggle over the obstacle.
HARTMAN:
Get over that goddamn obstacle! Move it!
Next two
privates! Quickly! Hurry up! Get
up there!
JOKER and another
recruit go over easily.
HARTMAN:
Private Joker, are you
a killer?
JOKER:
Sir, yes, sir!
HARTMAN:
Let me hear your war cry!
JOKER:
Aaaaaaaaaaaaagh!
HARTMAN:
Next two privates, go!
PYLE and another recruit. PYLE is
hopeless.
HARTMAN:
Quickly! Get your fat ass over there,
Private
Pyle! Oh, that's right, Private Pyle ... don't
make any
f***ing effort to get to the top of
the f***ing obstacle! If God
wanted you up
there He would have miracled your ass up
there by
now, wouldn't He?
PYLE:
Sir, yes, sir!
HARTMAN:
Get your fat ass up there, Pyle!
PYLE:
Sir,
yes, sir!
HARTMAN:
What the hell is the matter with you
anyway?
I'll bet you if there was some p*ssy up there
on top of
that obstacle you could get up there!
Couldn't you?!
PYLE:
Sir, yes, sir!
PYLE drops heavily to the groulzd.
HARTMAN:
Your ass looks like about a hundred and fifty
pounds of
chewed bubble gum, Pyle. Do you
know that?
PYLE:
Sir, yes, sir!
15 EXT. CHINNING BAR--DAY
Recruits are doing
pull-ups. HARTMAN watches
JOKER finishing many, many of them.
HARTMAN:
One for the Corps! Get up there! Pull!
JOKER finally
drops to the ground.
HARTMAN:
get theirs. Get up
there, Pyle!
PYLE tries to do a pull-up but
can't get to the top of
the bar.
HARTMAN:
Pull! Pull,
Pyle, pull! One pull-up, Pyle! Come
on, pull! You gotta be shitting
me, Pyle! Get
your ass up there! Do you mean to tell me
that
you cannot do one single pull-up?
PYLE, exhausted from his efforts,
drops to the
ground.
HARTMAN:
You are a worthless
piece of sh*t, Pyle!! Get
out of my face! Get up there, Snowball!
16 EXT. "CONFIDENCE CLIMB"--DAY
PYLE climbs a high obstacle.
HARTMAN:
Get up here, fatboy! Quickly! Move it up!
Move it up,
Pyle! Move it up! You climb
obstacles like old people f***. Do you
know
that, Private Pyle? Get up here! You're too
slow! Move it,
move it! Private Pyle, whatever
you do, don't fall down! That
would
break my f***ing heart! Quickly!
PYLE freezes at the top.
HARTMAN:
Up and over! Up and over! Well, what in the
f*** are
you waiting for, Private Pyle? Get
up and over! Move it, move it,
move it! Are
you quitting on me? Well, are you! Then quit
you
slimy f***ing walrus-looking piece of
sh*t! Get the f*** off my
obstacle! Get the
f*** down off of my obstacle! Now!
PYLE climbs
back down his side of the obstacle.
HARTMAN:
Move it!
I'm gonna rip your balls off so you
cannot contaminate the rest of
the world! I
will motivate you, Private Pyle, if it short-
d*cks every cannibal on the Congo!
17 EXT. ROAD--DAY
The platoon is
irregularly strung out on a road
nearing the end of a rapid, forced
march.
PYLE is at the end of the line ready to drop.
Supported by
HARTMAN bellows at him.
HARTMAN:
Pick'em up and set'em down, Pyle!
Quickly! Move it up!
Were you born a fat
slimy scumbag, you piece of sh*t, Private
Pyle? Or did you have to work on it? Move
it up! Quickly! Hustle up!
The f***ing war
will be over by the time we get out there,
won't it, Private Pyle?
HARTMAN:
Move it!
PYLE gasps for breath.
HARTMAN:
Are you going to f***ing die, Pyle? Are you
going to die on me!! Do
it now! Move it up!
Hustle it up! Quickly, quickly, quickly! Do
you feel dizzy? Do you feel faint? Jesus H.
Christ, I think you've
got a hard-on!
18 EXT. MUD OBSTACLE--DAY
through the mud. PYLE
half carried by JOKER and COWBOY falls taking
JOKER down with him.
HARTMAN:
Quickly ladies! A**holes
and elbows! Move it
out! Get up there! Move it! Move it, move it,
move it!
19 INT. BARRACKS--PRE-DAWN
HARTMAN and two Junior Drill
Instructors stride
into the Squad Bay. The lights go on. HARTMAN
bangs loudly on an empty metal garbage can which
he carries into the
room.
HARTMAN:
Reveille! Reveille! Reveille! Drop your
c*cks
and grab your socks! Today is Sunday! Divine
worship at
zero-eight-hundred! Get your
bunks made and get your uniforms on.
Police
call will commence in two minutes!
HARTMAN stops in front
of JOKER's bunk.
HARTMAN:
Private Cowboy! Private Joker!
COWBOY:
Sir, yes, sir!
JOKER:
Sir, yes, sir!
HARTMAN:
As soon as you finish your bunks, I want you
two turds
to clean the head.
JOKER & COWBOY
(in unison)
Sir, aye-aye, sir!
HARTMAN:
I want that head so sanitary
and squared
away that the Virgin Mary herself would be
proud to
go in there and take a dump!
JOKER & COWBOY
(in
unison)
Sir, yes, sir!
HARTMAN:
Private Joker, do
you believe in the Virgin
Mary?
JOKER:
Sir, no,
sir!
HARTMAN throws down the garbage can with a loud
bang.
HARTMAN:
Private Joker, I don't believe I heard you
correctly!
JOKER:
Sir, the private said "No, sir," sir!
HARTMAN:
Why, you little maggot! You make me want to
vomit!
HARTMAN slaps
JOKER, hard, across the cheek.
HARTMAN:
You goddam
communist heathen, you had best
sound off that you love the Virgin
Mary . . . or
I'm gonna stomp your guts out! Now you do
love
the Virgin Mary, don't you?!
JOKER:
Sir, negative,
sir!!
HARTMAN:
Private Joker, are you trying to offend
me?!
JOKER:
Sir, negative, sir!!! Sir, the private
believes
that any answer he gives will be wrong! And
the Senior
Drill Instructor will beat him
harder if he reverses himself, sir!
HARTMAN:
Who's your squad leader, scumbag?
JOKER:
Sir, the private's squad leader is Private
Snowball, sir!!!
HARTMAN:
Private Snowball!
SNOWBALL double-times up to HARTMAN.
SNOWBALL:
Sir, Private Snowball reporting as ordered,
sir!
HARTMAN:
Private Snowball, you're fired! Private Joker is
promoted to squad leader!
SNOWBALL:
Sir, aye-aye, sir!
HARTMAN:
Private Pyle!
PYLE:
Private Pyle reporting
as ordered, sir!
HARTMAN:
Private Pyle, from now on
Private Joker is
your new squad leader, and you will bunk
with
him! He'll teach you everything. He'll
teach you how to pee.
PYLE:
Sir, yes, sir!
HARTMAN:
Private Joker is silly
and he's ignorant, but
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