Hamburger Hill
- R
- Year:
- 1987
- 110 min
- 2,463 Views
Tuffy! Gaigin!
Let's go!
Medic! Medic!
Oh, sh*t! Medic, god,
somebody get me a medic over here.
Motown!
Get the f*** outta here.
Move it! Move it!
Get me the bird down here.
God damn!
Red Barron two two
this Red 1-6 Charile
ldentify our location on my smoke.
There are people all over. lt's over.
Let's get outta here.
Cover the right side.
Move on! Move on!
Let's go!
l said come on!
What's your name?
Mark beach.
Where are you from?
Portwavs.
Talk to me! Talk to me!
That's hell of a town l hear.
Troop!
Come on, girl-san. Tell me how
you say that one more time.
Hey, why don't you ask her how
to say 'jailbreak'...in Vietnamese?
Look at him man, who does he think
he's kidding over there?
Hey Languilli, you'd better get your ass back in this truck.
or her father's going to come out and cut your dick off.
Ok, girl...wait, wait...
Who are you kidding man? You wouldn't know
what to do with her if you do get her.
Unbelievable
You souvenir me this,
l tell you. You number one.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Hey, troop!
Your dick will fall off if you
get any closer to that p*ssy.
They'll keep you in the Philippines
with the black VD. You'll never get home.
Get your ass back on that truck!
Sergeant, Frants?
l thought you bought a waterbuffalo
and your own rice paddy to sh*t in.
Where the hell have
you been, young stuff?
Surfing.
l met a nurse.
/Yeah.
Round-eye.
You didn't?
She had her own trailer on the beach.
Oh, no.
l figured what can they do to me?
Send me to Vietnam?l moved in with her.
A round-eye?
There it is.
The Mama's and Papa's
found me on the beach.
Surfing?
Sit down, Vinstak
What the hell are you
wearing that sh*t for?
and not do you any good.
But, Sarge, they told us at
Division training we had to wear...
We had a...we had
a short time at once.
Johnny, l forget his name...
he wore a flack jacket
two helmets...and armour underwear.
Ashau Valley. lf your
time's up, your time's up.
What's the Anshaw Valley?
Hey, ladies, are you free tonight?
Let's go. Which way is it?
Goddamn, look at this!
l'm going to put the new guys in your squad.
/Oh sh*t!
Hey, don't 'oh sh*t' me, troop.
The old man has me breaking-in another new Lieutenant.
He looks like Palmolive-f***ing-soap.
Yeah, well l don't need
this f-n-g sh*t, Worcester.
Yeah, well write you Congressman
and you can tell him. l need a steak...
a bucket of cold beer and a round-eye
to wrap my leg around.
Lieutenant Eaden.
/Sergeant?
How are you?
Watch your backs. Come on this
isn't a parking lot for Christ's sake.
Come on, Gaigin.
Here you go.
That all you got?
What did they say that signal
Hey man, l can't tell the difference
between incoming and outgoing.
l dove off the shitter up at Evans
and it was our stuff going out.
l think it's two long sirens.
Hey man, l'm not worrying about it. l just think that it's
important to know the signals for incoming rounds, all right?
Don't worry nobody's
getting in here tonight.
What's the signal for ground attack?
Three short ones.
Green star cluster.
Oh yeah, that's great for a night time,
what are we gonna do during the day?
Did you know that bird sh*t and paratroopers
are the only things that fall out of the sky?
Sarge. Are there any women here?
Hey, l'm not screwing any whore.
Sh*t!
What man, you'd eat her p*ssy.
Hey man, if you can't try it,
l don't eat it.
A year is a long time, tellows.
That's Clare.
lf she's f***ing for peace man,
l'm on the wrong side.
Stop it, back off.
Cool it!
l'm marrying her, man.
Beletsky.
Languilli.
Shake hands, Man.
We're airborne.
We don't Start fights.
We finish'em.
Vincent Languilli.
Joseph Beletsky.
Mama San!
Sergeant Watkistin!
Hi. Where have you been for so long?
Bye-Bye.
Outstanding! What's up man?
Oh, my god.
Water bookoo hot, Girlsan. Number ten.
Ahhh, l like it hot.
l want to get this red dirt out of my body.
/Oh, man.
Ya'all can take a hundred baths still
sweat Vietnam, you know what l mean?
You two, not MP are you?
They number 10,000,
they boom boom all the time,
but they don't pay,
me baby love grunts.
Well, we're ten first Class mud rollers.
Number one massage?
/Yeah!
You like it so much, take me back to the world of yours.
/l'm a big PX.
F***in A
/F***in A Yeah, Yeah.
Don't you love Vietnam?
Vietnam number one.
Number 10 after we Di Di mou
Don't have any money for boom boom.
Oh man, that little d*cks.
Same same, Marvin the Arvin.
Arvin is useless. He's tired
of fighting your f***in war.
My f***in war? My f***in war?
You say my f***in war?
Ya know what l mean!
Hey, Hey. Cmon now.
lt's our f***in war.
l no bullshit you. Gl like to fight.
Vietnamese just want short time.
PX perfect chance.
There it is.
Gl never leave. No question.
Hey, you were, as you were.
The question is, how many of us have to boom boom before
those mean little bastards from the North show up.
Now that's the question.
/Yahoo!
Welcome to the first platoon. l'm Lituenant Eaton.
Follow us with me if you will, gentlemen.
Put your full name on line one.
Address on line two.
All right, if you do not want anyone notified in
case of injury, check box three.
Otherwise, fill in the name. Last name first,
first name last and address on line four.
Line five is for beneficiary.
All right, you have in your possession forms
for savings bonds, serious E types.
Actually, l highly recommend this plan for you men.
lt's a good plan for the future.
filled out by married men.
This allows for joint access to
your funds in case of an emergency.
You have postcards, fill these out.
Let you're family know your safe,
how to get in touch with you.
All right, mail is a priority.
You don't need stamps.
You can write on a sea rat box, address it,
it will be delivered free of charge. Questions?
Brother blood.
How's it going, Doc?
By hand, brother.
How're doing man?
/How's it happenin' brotha?
Buzz around camp is...
Doc's just got back from R and R.
And you're going to tell me
all the horny, jacking off details.
Bangkok is not unbelievable man.
What happened after
l got Med Evacuated
Charley had the sh*t together.
You hear me?
Speedy.
/Who?
The sh*t burner from second squad.
/Traumatic cranial contusion. l couldn't ventilate him.
Brother Jones got blown to sh*t.
Who's Jones?
/The FNG man.
He knew everything
the Temptations ever did.
Make sure we got some
brothers in the squad.
l don't want to hear no more of that rebel.
l lost my car on the mother f***ing road.
And l'm crying over you.
Hey Sarge, Sarge. Look a minute.
l've got a flash for you.
Some brother l was hanging out
with over at Delta company.
Drives iron raven.
Don't sh*t me, Sarge. Rumor has it
we're going back into the Ashau.
Sh*t.
Come on Sarge, man you know. l'm too short for that sh*t.
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