Just about cleaned you out. Sure makes you feel good, don't it, Gunny? Helping Uncle Sam...

Marine: Just about cleaned you out. Sure makes you feel good, don't it, Gunny? Helping Uncle Sam battle dirty drawers. Highway: You pump the neighbor's dog again, Jakes, or are you always slack eyed and silly in the afternoon. Marine: Looks like you could use a little lift, Highway. Why don't you suck on one of these. Smooth as a prom queen's thigh only not quite as risky. Havana cured. Gotta pal over in Guantanamo in supply. We do each other favors. I've got lots of friends. Of course, I could always use another friend. Highway: So that we can do each other favors? Marine: Sure. See, if your pencil wasn't quite so sharp and your eyesight not quite so clear around here I could make your lot in the military life a lot more comfy. Not to mention down right rewardin'. Highway: Sergeant, you get that contraband stogie out of my face before I shove it so far up your ass you'll have to set fire to your nose to light it. USMC: Gunny Highway! Major Devin wants to see you ASAP.

Just about cleaned you out. Sure makes you feel good, doesn't it? Helping Uncle Sam battle dirty drawers? Just pump the neighbor's dog, Jake? Or are you always that slack-eyed and silly? Looks like you need a lift, Highway. Suck on one of these, smooth as a prom queen's thighs only not quite so risky. Havana cured. Got a pal over in Guantanamo in Supply. We do each other favors. I've got lots of friends. Of course, I could always use another friend. - So we can do each other favors? - Yes, sure. If your pencil wasn't quite so sharp, and your eyesight not so clear around here... ...I could make your military life a lot comfier and more rewarding. Sergeant, you get that contraband stogie out of my face... ... before I shove it so far up your ass, you'll have to set fire to your nose to light it. Gunney Highway, Major Devin wants to see you, ASAP. - At ease. That'll be all, Sergeant Major. - Aye, aye, sir. Highway, relax. Stop being so gung-ho. That's what I am, sir. What do you got now, about 24? And then some, sir. Some men in your position would look forward to retirement. Take their wives on an around-the-world cruise. But that's not your way. Is it? You choose to harangue my staff with a request for transfer to... ...a Fleet Marine Force Unit. The very unit you got busted out of for insubordination, conduct unbecoming. That's true, Major. I have had my differences with some limp dicks... Highway! I don't know whether to admire you... ...or resent the living hell out of you. Either way, I guess it doesn't matter. You're out of here, effective immediately. Where to, sir? 2nd Recon Battalion, 2nd Marine Division. You're going home. Aye, aye, sir. Gunney Highway? Sir? Be careful what you wish for. You might just get it. Halt! About face!