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Patton:
What's the matter with you? Soldier Who Gets Slapped:
I... I guess I... I can't take it sir. Patton:
What did you say? Soldier Who Gets Slapped:
It's my nerves, sir. I... I... I just can't stand the shelling anymore. Patton:
Your *nerves*? Well, hell, you're just a God-damned coward. [Soldier starts sniveling] Patton:
[Slaps him, once forehanded, then backhanded on the rebound] Patton:
Shut up! I won't have a yellow bastard sitting here *crying* in front of these brave men who have been wounded in battle! [Soldier snivels some more, and Patton swings a vicious forehand slap, knocking his helmet away] Patton:
*Shut up!* [to the doctors] Patton:
Don't admit this yellow bastard. There's nothing wrong with him. I won't have sons-of-bitches who are afraid to fight *stinking up this place of honor!* [to soldier] Patton:
You're going back to the front, my friend. You may get shot, and you may get killed, but you're going up to the fighting. Either that, or I'm going to stand you up in front of a firing squad. I ought to shoot you myself, You God-damned... bastard! Get him out of here! [pulls his service automatic. At that, the doctors leap forward and hustle the soldier out of the tent. Patton keeps shouting at the soldier's back] Patton:
Take him up to the front! You hear me? You God-damned coward! [Takes deep breath] Patton:
I won't have cowards in my army
What's the matter with you? Soldier Who Gets Slapped:
I... I guess I... I can't take it sir. Patton:
What did you say? Soldier Who Gets Slapped:
It's my nerves, sir. I... I... I just can't stand the shelling anymore. Patton:
Your *nerves*? Well, hell, you're just a God-damned coward. [Soldier starts sniveling] Patton:
[Slaps him, once forehanded, then backhanded on the rebound] Patton:
Shut up! I won't have a yellow bastard sitting here *crying* in front of these brave men who have been wounded in battle! [Soldier snivels some more, and Patton swings a vicious forehand slap, knocking his helmet away] Patton:
*Shut up!* [to the doctors] Patton:
Don't admit this yellow bastard. There's nothing wrong with him. I won't have sons-of-bitches who are afraid to fight *stinking up this place of honor!* [to soldier] Patton:
You're going back to the front, my friend. You may get shot, and you may get killed, but you're going up to the fighting. Either that, or I'm going to stand you up in front of a firing squad. I ought to shoot you myself, You God-damned... bastard! Get him out of here! [pulls his service automatic. At that, the doctors leap forward and hustle the soldier out of the tent. Patton keeps shouting at the soldier's back] Patton:
Take him up to the front! You hear me? You God-damned coward! [Takes deep breath] Patton:
I won't have cowards in my army
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And the statement that you refuse to denazify
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has the Russians the British everybody screaming
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Well the hell with the Mongoloid Russians
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We've given them Berlin Prague God knows what else
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They gonna dictate policy too
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George don't be a fool
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The war in Europe is over Washington dictates policy
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The war shouldn't be over We should stop pussyfooting about the Russians
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We'll have to fight them anyway Why not do it now when the army's here
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lnstead of disarming Germans let's get them to help fight the Bolsheviks
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Movie Summary
The World War II phase of the career of controversial American general George S. Patton.
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Soldier Who Gets Slapped
