Renaissance Man Page #7

This above all,

to thine own self be true.

-This above all,

to thine own self be true.

-Come on, Mel.!

-Come on, Mel.!

-This above all,

to thine own self be true.

-This above all,

to thine own self be true.

-Go, Mel, go!

This above all,

to thine own self be true.

-You got it!

-This above all,

to thine own self be true.

-Way to go, Mel! Gimme five! Mel Melvin!

-[ Class Cheering ]

Yee-haw!

One two three four

one, ho, three four

-Tiny bubbles

-Tiny bubbles

-In my wine

-In my wine

-Makes me happy

-Makes me happy

-Makes me feel fine

-Makes me feel fine

[ Haywood ]

Dont you tell my heart

-My achy-breaky heart

-[ Groans ] Thats cruel.

-Whoo!

-[ Hobbs ] Damn, Haywood.!

Oh, if you tell my heart

My achy-breaky heart

I just dont think

hell understand

-[ Hobbs ] Davis is thinking

about his daddy again.

-Ill cheer him up.

Hey, Davis, you should a seen me in there.

[ Imitating De Niro ]

Never got me down, Ray. Ya hear me?

-Never got me down, Ray.

-Whos that?

Jake LaMotta.

-Who?

-You never seen the movie Raging Bull?

-No, I missed that.

-You crazy?

[ As De Niro ] Hey, Larry! Whos

an animal, Larry, huh?

Your mothers an animal! Im gonna eat

your dog for breakfast, Larry!

-Ya hear me, Larry?

-Youre an animal.

What? Im an animal?

What are you, crazy?

Huh? Im not an animal!

-Im not an animal!

-Stop!

-Please stop. Stop.

-Okay.

-Okay.

-Thank you.

-All right, I got mail call!

-[ Men Shouting, Whooping ]

All right. We got Abney.

-We got Anderson.

-Right here.

-Judd.

-Ho!

Bonner. Whoa!

-Byrd.

-Look out!

-Montgomery.

-Oh, man.!

Montgomery. Montgomery.

Montgomery.

Ahh! Hey, give me that.

-Albrecht.

-See that, baby?

-Get out.

-We got Melvin.

-Melvin! Melvin!

-Melvin.!

Anybody home? [ Laughing ]

Ho! We got Ben.

We got Bartol.

-And we got Scott!

-Right here.!

-Thats it, fellas.

-[ Men ] Aw.!

Sorry, man.

Davis aint gettin no letter, Junior?

Look, I got one.

I aint got a letter yet.

You gotta read that to me.

-Has anybody seen my green socks?

-We all got green socks.!

Lets see what he has to say.

How ya doin. How ya doin.

How ya doin.

Lets see, uh--

Oh, listen. Dad put new

holleys on the Camaro...

so he could race it up at the speedway.

It was runnin like greased owl sh*t.

Hey, thats a simile, Mel.

That is a simile, aint it?

Damn right.

Lets see. Then Toby drove it last week

and threw a rod...

and Dad got mad and threw him

down the stairs.

This aint my real dad.

This is my step dad.

Things are sure different...

now that youre in the marines.

-Marines?

-Well, hes 1 2.

He gets em mixed up, ya know.

so I guess hes startin in

on his real kids.

Mel, what kind of Camaro has he got?

A Z-28?

Mel. You okay, Mel?

Mel?

[ Sighs ] I aint never

gonna hit my kids.

Oh, dont start

sleepin again, Mel.

You know it aint

gonna solve nothin.

[ Sighs ]

-Mama, mama, dont you cry

-Mama, mama, dont you cry

-Little boy aint gonna die

-Your little boy aint gonna die

-Oh! Aw, jeez!

-Whats the matter? Heart attack?

-Its the food, Im tellin you.

-Oh, Jesus!

Junior, where you goin?

-I gotta go back.!

-Were gonna be late! Junior!

Oh, no! Oh, no, no!

Stop! Stop! Stop!

-What?

-Wait, wait, wait!

-Jesus.

-Whats your freakin problem, Davis?

-My bag! My daddys bracelet!

-His what?

-Its a Montagnard bracelet.

He got it in Vietnam.

-He wore a bracelet?

Lots of soldiers wore em over there.

I left it in my shirt pocket.

Good, now itll be clean.

Come on. Lets go.

Come on, man!

What if it gets lost?

Please, you gotta help me, man.

Its all I got.

We gotta get this

to the quartermasters laundry on time.

[ Imitating Al Pacino ] I dont care.

Look for the bracelet, okay?

-All right. Whats his name?

-His name is Brian Davis, Jr.

-Come on, man. This is stupid.

-[ As Pacino ] Shut up, you!

I kill you, you cockroach!

Shut up!

Now look. I gotta touch

the dirty clothes, man? You kiddin me.

Please, please.

Yes! Yes!

Here it is.

Oh, man, thank you. Thank you!

Ten, nine, eight,

seven, six, five...

four, three, two, one!

Freeze! I said freeze!

What was that again?

What time is it?

Drill Sergeant!

Breakfast is at 0600, Drill Sergeant!

Zero six hundred.

Thats correct.

Which by my reckoning

has come and gone, has it not?

-Drill Sergeant.! Yes, Drill Sergeant.!

-Hi, Miranda.

[ Cass ] I dont know. Maybe its me.

I just cant seem to hear ya.

I dont hear that--

Benitez! Davis!

Front and center.!

You wouldnt happen

to have the time, would you, Private?

Sorry, Drill Sergeant.

Slight problem with the laundry.

Does this building look

like a Dennys to you, New York? Huh?

Show me where it says

breakfast served anytime.

Get on down there and push ten.

Who was I talkin to?

Was I talkin to you?

Drill Sergeant, I asked him to help me

find my daddys bracelet.

-My daddy! My daddy!

-My daddy sent it--

Your daddy aint here, son,

and your daddy cant help you.

I dont know if anybody

can help you, high-speed.

Lou. Lou, go easy on the kid.

What?

Hes five minutes late.

I mean, talk about anal. You mustve

been toilet-trained at gunpoint.

[ Stifles Chuckle ]

Come over here.

Come over here.

-What?

-Come over here. Right here!

-Take it easy.

-Dont ever interrupt me when

Im talkin to my soldiers.

-He was five minutes late.

-You understand me?

Man, you been on my bad side since

the day I laid eyes on you.

You better comprehend this.

You better get this down...

-cause I have had it with

your smug college-boy attitude.

-Yeah?

You listen to me: stay away from me.

And dont you ever, ever impugn

my authority in front of my soldiers.

-Now, you got that, man?

-Yeah, I got that.

-You got it?

Thats point-blank and period.

-Yeah, I got it.

[ Muttering ]

For the rest of the week,

youll show up here nine minutes early.

-You will report here--

-Davis.

Just show up to my class nine minutes

late is all, ya see? No problemo.

-Oh, thats it! That is it!

-What?

-Drill Sergeant!

Drill Sergeant! Calm down.

-What?

Who do you think you are?

You gonna tell me what to do?

-Youre nothin. Youre nothin.

-Im nothin?

Did you hear what he said?

Im nothin.!

-Come on. Come on. Right here.

-Just let me--

[ Knocking ] Sir?

So they finally sent you

to the principals office.

Yeah.

Man couldve killed you, Mr. Rago.

He wouldve been court-martialed,

but he couldve killed you.

-He started it.

-I dont know what happened,

and I dont care.

All I care about is this program...

Okay.

You never served in the military,

did you, Mr. Rago?

No, my military experience

is limited to the day...

that I walked for hours in the rain

from Arlington Cemetery...

to the White House carrying

the name of a soldier...

who died needlessly in Vietnam.

Do you remember the soldiers name?

No.

Do me a favor, Bill.

Whatever your personal views are,

while youre here...

remember you are a guest of

the United States Army, okay?

Okay.

From now on, by the book.

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