Stripes Page #2
- R
- Year:
- 1981
- 106 min
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You comin' in?
Hey, this is a loading zone.
You can't park here.
We're not parking it.
We're abandoning it.
I can't believe we're doing this.
Listen, if I get killed,
my blood is on your hands.
- Just don't get it on my shoes, okay?
- Hello.
I'm not saying that the army will be
able to do for you what it did for me.
All I'm saying is you get out of it
exactly what you put into it.
Now, sometimes the army's
your best shot.
There's some questions I have to ask.
They're a little personal.
Have you ever been convicted
of a felony or a misdemeanor?
That's robbery, rape, car theft,
that sort of thing?
- Convicted?
- Yeah.
- No.
- Never convicted.
That's good.
Are either of you homosexuals?
You mean like flaming or--
Well, it's a standard question
we have to ask.
We're not homosexual,
but we are willing to learn.
Would they send us
someplace special?
I guess that's no on both.
All right, now if you'll just give
Uncle Sam your autograph here.
"Sammy, get well soon."
That's good. Now your name.
Can I talk to you
for a minute?
I was wondering if you, uh--
Are you, uh, you know, holding?
No, man, I'm not.
Well, I was wondering if you could
hold something for me.
Are you smuggling furs
or something?
Drugs.
Excuse me. General Hansen?
No, I'm not a general,
but may I help you?
Yes. I want to thank you
for saving my life over in Vietnam.
- I don't think that was me.
- You're right. It was Normandy Beach.
I was shot up pretty bad.
You grabbed me, pulled me into a foxhole
and patched me up. I appreciate it.
I don't think so and don't care
and don't have the time.
- See this arm band? MP.
- Yes, ma'am.
Stands for military police.
Are you on one of these buses?
Not yet, ma'am.
My job is to see that
big, strong men like you...
get on these buses
without getting lost.
So why don't you just move along
and get on the bus.
Could you check him off?
You know, there's a strip search
before you get on the bus.
- Really?
- Yeah. Be careful, man.
So, I guess we dig each other...
and we'll be seeing each other
around the officers' club?
Watch out for this guy.
He's a troublemaker.
- Do you have your papers?
- Yes. Here.
What happens if I refuse
to get on the bus?
You look like
a sensitive, intelligent guy.
Don't make me shoot you.
Climb aboard, soldier.
- What do you think?
- I hope we don't go to war.
Excuse me, stewardess.
Is there a movie on this flight?
Bus.
Inside. Off the bus.
Off the bus.
Right on inside.
Move it out.
Sergeant Hulka.
Yes, sir?
At ease, Sergeant.
I'm Captain Stillman,
the new company commander.
Pleased to meet you, sir.
Fine-looking group of men,
wouldn't you say so?
I hope this is the mess hall.
How's it going, Eisenhower?
Yes, sir, a fine-looking
bunch ot men.
Yes, well. Get 'em inside.
Carry on, I guess.
I'll be in my office
if you need me.
Yes, sir.
Have that removed, corporal.
Men, welcome to
Men, welcome to
I'm Sergeant Hulka.
I'm your drill sergeant.
Before we proceed any further...
we gotta get something straight.
Your mamas are not here
to take care of you now.
It's just you, me and Uncle Sam.
you're gonna find out that
me and Uncle Sam are one in the same.
Uncle Hulka?
When I tell you to move...
you'll move fast.
When I tell you to jump...
you're gonna say, "How high?"
And make no mistake.
I don't care where you come from,
what color you are...
how smart you are, how dumb you are
'cause I'm gonna teach all of you...
how to eat, sleep...
walk, taIk, shoot, sh*t
- Understand?
- Yes, sir.
I didn't hear you.
Yes, sir.
You don't say sir to me.
I'm a sergeant. I work for a living.
- Yes, sergeant.
- I didn't hear you.
Now that's what I wanna hear.
You think this guy's
overdoing it a bit?
You got a problem, boy?
No problem, Sergeant.
On your feet, boy.
What's your problem, boy?
I was just making a joke, Sergeant.
Why don't you tell me your joke?
I don't think you'd think
it's funny, sir. Sergeant.
How do you know?
I got a hell of a sense of humor.
Ain't I, Corporal Briggs?
Yes, Sergeant!
We have a comedian in our midst.
Will you take
this comedian outside...
and watch him do 50 push-ups.
Get your goat-smelling ass
out of here!
Move it!
Hut, ho, hut!
Anybody else want to be
a comedian in here?
- No, Sergeant.
- I didn't hear you!
Hare Krishna
Shut up! Shut up, will you!
- I didn't mean it.
- How come yours is so long?
Fifteen and a half.
Thirty three.
Forty two.
- Thirty seven.
- Thirty seven?
Step down. Grab your papers.
These are thirty-fours
and they're loose.
I gotta live with thirty seven?
Sir, I'm very sorry
about what happened at the meeting.
I certainly meant no offense by it.
It won't happen again.
Keep it moving! Let's go!
Think he bought it?
Boxer or jockey?
You got something in a low-rise bikini?
Mesh, if possible?
So, where you from, Tex?
Don't you ever touch me again, ever.
This is pretty sweet.
Free clothing.
Look at this stuff. Chicks in New York
paying top dollar for this garbage.
How 'bout that lunch?
What was that brown stuff?
All right, men, fall in alongside
this roadway in a column of two.
Fall in!
Move it!
Hi.
You know something, soldier.
I've noticed you're always last.
I'm pacing myself, Sergeant.
Sorry.
Left, face!
Left, right, left, right.
You stand in place.
Forward, march!
Hey, we're walkin'.
There she was just a walkin'
down the street singin'
Doo wah ditty
ditty dum ditty doo
Popping her fingers
and shuffling her feet singin'
Doo wah ditty
ditty dum ditty doo
- She looked good
- She looked good
- She looked fine
- She looked fine
She looked good, she looked fine
and I nearly lost my mind
Before I knew it she was
walkin' next to me singin'
Holdin' my hand just as natural
as can be singin'
My name's Howard J. Turkstra.
I'm from Kansas City.
My hobbies are fast cars
and fast women.
'Cause that's why guys in my car club
call me "The Cruiser."
Should call him "The Dork."
Knock it off.
Go ahead.
I joined the army 'cause my father
and my brother were in the army.
before I got drafted.
Son, there ain't no draft
no more.
There was one?
What a jerk!
Next.
The name's Francis Soyer.
But everybody calls me "Psycho."
Any of you guys call me Francis,
and I'll kill you.
You just made the list, buddy.
And I don't like nobody
touchin' my stuff!
So just keep your meat hooks off.
If I catch any of you guys
in my stuft, I'll kill you.
Also, I don't like
nobody touchin' me.
Now, any of you homos...
touch me, and I'll kill you.
Lighten up, Francis.
You're all in this together.
One of these men may save
your life one day, understand?
Then again, maybe one of us won't.
- You, go ahead.
- Me?
Yeah.
My name's Dewey Oxberger.
My friends call me "Ox."
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