My name's Gunnery Sergeant Highway and I've drunk more beer and banged more quiff and...

Highway: My name's Gunnery Sergeant Highway and I've drunk more beer and banged more quiff and pissed more blood and stomped more ass that all of you numbnuts put together. Now Major Powers has put me in charge of this reconisence platoon. Lance Corporal Fragatti: We take care of ourselves. Highway: You couldn't take care of a wet dream. God loves you. Collins: I know that! Highway: You men do not impress me! Profile: Recon platoon kicks butt. Highway: [grabs Profile by the nose] If you ladies think that you can slip and slide just because your last sergeant was a pussy, well queer bait, you're going to start acting like Marines right now! Lance Corporal Fragatti: Who invited ya! Highway: I'm not doing this because I want to take long showers with you assholes and I don't want to get my head shot off in some far away land because you don't habla, comprende? Aponte: Ruh! Highway: You? Quinones: Yes, Gunney. Corporal 'Stitch' Jones: [singing] And you really look so fine and you've got that big behind. Highway: [sees Jones] Well, well, well, well. I'm here to tell you that life as you knew it has ended. You all may as well go into town tonight. You may as well laugh and make fools out of yourselves. Rub your pathetic little peckers against your honies or stick it in a knothole in the fence but whatever it is, get rid of it. Because at 0600 tomorrow your ass is mine. [to Jones] Highway: Where's your bunk. Highway: [walking toward the barracks holding Jones by the ear] Where is it? Corporal 'Stitch' Jones: Where's what, man? Highway: The money for my ticket. Corporal 'Stitch' Jones: Hey, no need to resort to unnecessary violence. I was a little down on the money, you know, but I got a little money for you right here. But that's all I got. [hands Highway some cash] Highway: And the meal. Corporal 'Stitch' Jones: The meal. Highway: Yeah, the meal. Corporal 'Stitch' Jones: Ok, I got a little more for you here but that's definitely all I got. Highway: And the tip. Corporal 'Stitch' Jones: No, man, that's really it that's all I got. Highway: You owe me. [rips Jones' earring off] Highway: Now it's my will against yours and you will lose. So don't forget, 0600. That's six o'clock in the morning for those of you who don't habla.

...than all you numbnuts put together. Major Powers has put me in charge of this Recon Platoon. We take care of ourselves! You couldn't take care of a wet dream. - God loves you. - I know that. You men do not impress me! Recon Platoon kicks butt! You think you can slip and slide just because your last sergeant was a pussy... ...a short-timer just marking the days. You're going to start acting like Marines, right now. Who invited you? I'm not doing this because I want to take long showers with you assholes. And I don't want to get my head shot off in some faraway land... ... because you don't habla. Comprende? - Right! - You? - Yes, Gunney! "Girl, you know I think you're fine "and you've got that big behind" Well, well, well. I'm here to tell you all that life as you know it has ended. You should all go to town tonight. Laugh and make fools of yourselves. Rub your little peckers against your honey, or stick it in a knothole in a fence... ... but whatever it is, just get rid of it. Because at 0600 tomorrow... ...your ass is mine. Where's your bunk? What's going on? - Let's have it. - What are you talking about? - The money from my ticket. - No need to use violence. I'm a Capricorn, a peace lover. I was just a little down on my luck. I got some money right here. It's all I got. And the meal. - Meal? - Yes. The meal. - That's really all I've got. Right there. - And the tip. - No. That's really it! - You owe me. It's my will against yours, and you will lose. So 0600 tomorrow. That's 6:00 in the morning for all you people who don't habla. Damn! He just tore off my ear! He's lucky he had a chance to escape before I kicked his ass... ... big leatherneck, jarhead motherfucker! Something must be done about this Gunney Highway. Yes! But what are we going to do? - Wait till the Swede gets out of the brig! - That's it! The Swede! - Yes! He'll rip his head off and dump in it! - Then he'll eat it! - Yes! - The Swede! Goodbye, Highway! Swede! Swede! Swede! Hey, baby. I called his wife... Do you fool around on the first date? Damn you. Don't you know how to write or call? I didn't want to cause you any sleepless nights thinking about me. - I'll get you a beer. - Great. I could use one. You look great. They don't make them like you anymore, sweetheart. Hell, sure they do. But if you want a lot from a woman, you have to give a lot. No, not this kid. It seems marriage and the Marine Corps weren't too compatible. Panther piss. The best years of my life were with a Marine. If I was a little younger, I'd make you eat your words, and curl your toes. I'll bet you could. Aggie always kept a smile on your face. That was pain. Tom, she's in town. I figured as much. If she wants more alimony, she's in trouble. I'm so broke, I couldn't leave if it took a quarter to go around the world. She's cocktailing over at the Palace. I figured she'd be married to a general by now. Can I get my old room back? Hell, yes. You going to see her? Hell, no. Can I run a tab on this? Hell, no.