Renaissance Man Page #4
- PG-13
- Year:
- 1994
- 128 min
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Jack. Youre not listening.
Screw my pride! Ill take anything.
Ill write papers for your children.
Do you hear this?
[ Shouting Continues ]
Its the sound of hell.
Seven... eight...
nine... ten...
eleven.
[ Troops Shouting ]
Go, Navy!
[ Grunts ]
[ Chattering ]
Eat your beans, Haywood.
-[ Chuckles ] Oh, why bother?
-Dont, no, no.
Pay him no mind, Tommy Lee.
-You took it all. Now eat it all!
-Eat, eat, eat, eat.
You got more than me.
I could kick his ass.
I could kick his ass.
I could definitely kick his ass.
Double-Ds. Dumb as dogshit.
-[ Girls Laughing ]
-Dumb, huh?
Well, let me tell you somethin.
Id rather be a double-D...
than a swinger
from the ugly tree, you fat pig.
[ Girls ] Oooh!
[ Laughing ]
Youre bad.
Nice goin, Myers.
-Swingin from the ugly tree? Damn.
-[ Laughs ]
[ Drill Sergeant ] Anything left
on your plate, well do extra push-ups.!
You know, Mel, cling peaches
were my daddys favorite.
Gimme a break, will ya, Junior?
My daddy this.
My daddy that. How many freakin times
do we have to hear about your daddy?
Eat! Eat! Eat!
Eat! Eat!
We eat now, we taste it later!
-Where did all this
freakin food come from?
-Eat! Eat it!
-[ Chattering ]
-All right, who wants to start?
Nobody?
the volunteer army.
You tryin to diss us? You cant do that.
Leroy, tell him he cant do that.
-Shut up, a**hole.
-Naw, man, hes dissin you.
Why you startin with me, inbred Jed?
Sit over there and shut up.
Montgomery, you finished? Is that
the end of the intelligent repartee?
All right. Why dont we begin
with Haywood?
How come I got to go first?
Because youre from
Wallahoochee, Georgia.
-[ Montgomery ] Get up there, boy.
-Willacoochee, Bill.
Willacoochee.
Theres these woods
behind our trailer park.
This old guy lives
in the woods there...
and everybody in town
swore he was crazy.
-""He showed me how to hunt...
-[ Yawning ]
how to be real quiet
and how to listen.
He said he had seen everything
in the world there was to see.
And thats why he never wanted
to leave those woods.
Me and my daddy got laid off
at the paper mill.
""Whilst I spent about five
months watchin TV with my brothers...
I kept thinkin
of what the old man said.
Finally, I decided that I did
want to see more of the world...
than what was behind that trailer park,
so I joined up.
I liked living with my Aunt Mavis
in Chicago the best.
But last summer, my mother Ruthie
came back, and we drove to Atlanta.
She said we dont have to stay long,
but then she met a man and take off.
""I waited around for a while
for her to come back...
but everybody keeps sayin
just go on home.
I dont know where that is.
""So I take the bus to Cleveland
the poster behind the driver...
that said, Be All You Can Be.
""So I think about that for a week...
and then I think...
I gotta be somewhere, so here I am.
[ Montgomery ]
""In my crib...
there aint never been a time
when we eat, or sleep, or nothin.
You know, everybody just runs
around crazy. Half the time
I dont even know who they are.
[ Scoffs ]
I must be the only person
in the world to join the army...
so hed know exactly what time
he was eatin lunch.
I wanted to learn a new trade.
-Sergeant Cass.
-Afternoon, sir.
-[ Bill ] Brian Davis, Junior.
-Sir, yes, sir.
[ Clears Throat ]
Why I joined the army...
I wanted to be in the army
for as long as I can remember.
""I never really knew my dad cause he
died in Vietnam when I was a baby.
His name was Brian too.
My whole life my mama
showed me pictures of him...
and read me his letters
and told me how he was a hero.
-Bullshit, man. He wasnt no hero.
-He was so!
-How you gonna prove that?
You got no proof.
-Hey, hey, hey.
-[ Davis ] I dont need proof.
-Get it through your thick skull.
Your daddy was no hero.
-[ Myers ] Shut up.!
-Read my lips. Hes selling you a dream.
-Would you knock it off
and let him finish?
-[ Davis ] My mom told me.!
-[ Benitez ] Your mommy made it up.
-[ Haywood ] Cut it out.!
Go ahead.
She told me about how he was a hero.
He died for his country.
I think that if my daddy
was alive today...
hed want me
to be in the army too...
[ Crying ]
so I could learn to be brave.
Im sorry.
Thats okay. Its all right.
Take it easy.
[ Clears Throat ] So, um--
I guess the real reason
I, I joined the army...
was to get a better education
And thats why. "
When I was a kid, I used to
love summers cause there was no school.
[ Montgomery Laughs ]
"I had to baby-sit my kid sister,
but I didnt mind too much.
I mean, wed fight a lot but, you know,
mostly we just used to kid around.
She wanted to be a dancer.
She was pretty good too.
One day a couple
of summers ago, I sent her up
to the store to buy some milk.
Now, the bullet was meant for the dude
comin out of the store...
""I still miss her a lot, but I always
miss her more in the summer.
After that I decided that being part of
a gang didnt seem like such a good idea.
So I joined this gang.
That good enough, Mr. Rago?
Yeah.
-[ Man ] How you doin, sir?
-Lets have a coin check.
[ Bill ] Can I have a Dewars, please,
with seven aspirin back?
-Seven aspirin? You okay?
-Catch you later.
Yeah. Oh, Jesus.
I mean, some of the stories these kids
have. I cant--I cant believe it.
Its really somethin, huh?
Everybodys got a story.
You wanna hear my story, Bill?
[ People Chattering ]
Not now, Tom. Some other time.
Well, you know what I think?
Whats that, Tom?
You see, after their families
let em down, they go to
whats left of their schools.
The teachers are underpaid.
Theyre scared, so they stop teaching.
But that doesnt stop em from
handing out high school diplomas
like they were toilet paper.
So that means we gotta take em.
Country better shape up soon, though.
Were going to hell in
a handcart. But thats strictly
between you and me, right?
Yeah. [ Knocking Bar]
Could I have my aspirin, please?
[ Drill Sergeant ]
Swing up and stand on--No.!
-Stand on the log! You ready to quit?
You ready to quit?
-No!
-No, Drill Sergeant!
-Get the hell back up there!
This is not that complicated.
Forty-one, Drill Sergeant.
No, Private, its not 41 .
Youre reading the wrong
numbers. Read the red numbers.
-One, two, three--
-[ Groans ]
-Youve got to be kiddin me.
-No, Drill Sergeant.
Three weeks, motor mouth.
Three weeks, you have yet
to show me a real push-up.
-I expect to get this one pretty good.
-Theyve all got to be good!
Two fingers. Thats what its supposed
to be, two fingers.
-Understand that, Private Myers?
-Yes, Drill Sergeant.
[ Drill Sergeant ] Keep movin, Benitez.
All the way to the end. Dont stop.!
Come on, get back to the line! Go back
to the start of the line! Hurry up!
Youre gonna make it, Benitez.
All right, times up.
Who wants to talk about
what they read?
-Benitez, come on up here.
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