His nose is cold! But there's no animal that's more faithful, that's more loyal, more...

John Winger: Cut it out! Cut it out! Cut it out! The hell's the matter with you? Stupid! We're all very different people. We're not Watusi. We're not Spartans. We're Americans, with a capital 'A', huh? You know what that means? Do ya? That means that our forefathers were kicked out of every decent country in the world. We are the wretched refuse. We're the underdog. We're mutts! Here's proof: his nose is cold! But there's no animal that's more faithful, that's more loyal, more loveable than the mutt. Who saw "Old Yeller?" Who cried when Old Yeller got shot at the end? [raises his hand] John Winger: [Sarcastically] Nobody cried when Old Yeller got shot? I'm sure. [hands are reluctantly raised] John Winger: I cried my eyes out. So we're all dogfaces, we're all very, very different, but there is one thing that we all have in common: we were all stupid enough to enlist in the Army. We're mutants. There's something wrong with us, something very, very wrong with us. Something seriously wrong with us - we're soldiers. But we're American soldiers! We've been kicking ass for 200 years! We're ten and one! Now we don't have to worry about whether or not we practiced. We don't have to worry about whether Captain Stillman wants to have us hung. All we have to do is to be the great American fighting soldier that is inside each one of us. Now do what I do, and say what I say. And make me proud.

What the hell's the matter with you? Stupid! We're all very different people. We're not Watusi. We're not Spartans. We're Americans. With a capital A? You know what that means? Do you? That means that our forefathers... were kicked out of every decent country in the world. We are the wretched refuse. We're the underdog. We're mutts. - Here's proof. His nose is cold. - So is his brain. But there's no animal that's more faithful... that's more loyal, more lovable than the mutt. Who saw Old Yeller? Who cried when Old Yeller got shot at the end? Nobody cried when Old Yeller got shot? I'm sure. I cried my eyes out. Yeah. So we're all dogfaces. We're all very, very different. But there is one thing that we all have in common. We were all stupid enough to enlist in the Army. We're mutants. There's something wrong with us, something very, very wrong with us. Something seriously wrong with us. We're soldiers, but we're American soldiers. We've been kicking ass for 200 years! We're 10 and 1! Now we don't have to worry... about whether or not we've practiced. We don't have to worry... about whether Captain Stillman wants to have us hung. All we have to do... is to be the great American fighting soldier... that is inside each one of us. Now, do what I do... and say what I say... and make me proud. - Fall in! - Yeah! Platoon... ten-hut! Right shoulder, ho! Order, ho! Maybe they couldn't find the parade grounds. - It's right in front of the barracks. - That's what I mean. Eyes right! We checked the barracks, sir. They're not there. If they're not here in five minutes, I want them arrested. Hey, graduation's at 2:00. What time is it now? Three o'clock. We've still got an hour to sleep. Oh, good. Three o'clock! We're missing it! John! John! We're missing graduation.