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hwp A story.
A man fires a rifle
for many years...
and he goes to war.
And afterward,
he turns the rifle in
at the armory...
and he believes
hes finished with the rifle.
But no matter what else
he might do with his hands...
love a woman, build a house...
change his sons diaper...
his hands remember the rifle.
You are no longer black,
or brown, or yellow or red!
You are now green!
You are light green
or dark green!
Do you understand?
Sir, yes, sir!
Swofford!
Sir, yes, sir!
You the maggot whose father
served in Vietnam?
Sir, yes, sir!
Outstanding!
Did he have the balls
to die there?
Sir, no, sir!
Too fucking bad!
He ever talk about it?
Sir, only once, sir!
Good! Then he wasnt lying!
Are you eyeballing me
with those baby blues?
Are you?
Sir, no, sir!
Are you in love
with me, Swofford?
Sir, no, sir!
You dont think I look good
in my uniform, Swofford?
Sir, the drill sergeant
looks fabulous
in his uniform, sir!
So youre gay, then,
and you love me, huh?
Sir, Im not gay, sir!
Do you have
a girlfriend, Swofford?
Sir, yes, sir!
Guess again, motherfucker!
Jodys banging her right now!
Get on your face
and give me 25...
for every time
she gets fucked this month.
Down on your face!
It was shortly after meeting
Drill Instructor Fitch...
that I realized that joining
the Marine Corps...
might have been
a bad decision.
What in the fuck
is this?
Sir,
its a recruits drawing
of a footlocker, sir!
Jesus, Joseph
and doggie-style Mary!
That is a pile
of dog shit.
Sir, the recruits
never been good
at drawing, sir!
Why the fuck
are you my scribe, then?
Isnt my scribe
supposed to know
how to draw?
Sir, the recruit
doesnt know!
The recruit thought
the scribe was supposed
to write, sir!
Of course the recruit
doesnt know!
The recruit doesnt know
because I havent told him!
All right,
cum-for-brains...
show me exactly
where your Skivvies
and running shoes go.
Sir, the recruit
cant think...
while the drill instructor
is hitting him
on his head, sir!
You cant think
while Im giving you
a few love taps?
How the fuck
are you going to
fire your rifle...
when grenades are going off
in your face?
What the fuck
are you even doing here?
Sir, I got lost
on the way to college, sir!
So, now my hands
were dick skinners.
A flashlight was a moonbeam.
A pen was an ink stick.
My mouth was a cum receptacle.
A bed was a rack.
A wall was a bulkhead.
A shirt was a blouse.
A tie was still a tie,
and a belt a belt.
But many other things
would never be the same.
Swofford. What kind of
fucking name is that?
Its English.
My great-grandfather
came over here
in the 19th century.
Whatever.
Im putting you
in Golf Company.
Its full of retards
and fuck ups.
Maybe you can elevate
the sons of bitches a little.
Or maybe not.
Next.
Jarhead: Noun.
Slang for "Marine."
Origin:
From the resemblance
to a jar...
of the regulation
high-and-tight haircut.
The Marines head,
by implication, therefore...
also a jar.
An empty vessel.
Hey!
May I help you?
Yeah, I was assigned
to Second Platoon.
Second Platoon?
Yeah.
Whats going on, boss?
Nothing much, man.
Welcome to Second Platoon.
Thanks, man.
Hey, boys!
Fresh fucking meat!
What kind of meat?
We dont want you!
Boo, motherfucker!
Get some!
Oh, fuck.
Yeah, we switched out
the hot brand.
Little fuck-fuck trick
we play on the new guys.
Nice.
You want a brand,
you gotta earn it.
Welcome to the Suck.
Still got
that stomach flu, Swofford?
I cant seem to shake it.
Thats all right.
Not everyones cut out
for the Marines.
But for me, there was nowhere
else. That was the truth.
After all,
I was made in a war.
Heres Mr. And Mrs. Swofford
on R&R from Vietnam.
Honolulu Hilton, 1969.
I cant watch...
and neither can you.
And here are some other things
I cant show you.
Visiting my sister.
Making muffins with Mom.
Breakfast conversations
with Dad.
But here are some things
you can see.
Taking a dump.
Thinking about
going to college.
Studying after school
with my girlfriend.
Oh, my God, I love you.
I love you, too.
Giving away
my favorite USMC T-shirt.
Ill write you every day.
Hey!
Swofford?
Swofford?
Yo.
What the fuck? Youre sick?
No, I just had
a stomach thing, sir.
Staff Sergeant Sykes.
Im with Surveillance
and Target Acquisition. STA.
I heard it took six guys
to pull that little branding
trick on you.
Your file says that you aint
too fucking dumb, either.
So you better get un-sick
most motherfucking
ricky-tick...
because theres a chance
that you could be
a scout sniper.
What the fuck is this?
"The Stranger by Camus."
Thats some heavy dope
right there, Marine.
"Mary however..."
"Thats when we ran up
to the office..."
Indoc class starts on Monday.
I suggest you have
your ass there.
Is that an order,
Staff Sergeant?
Its a fucking opportunity.
Its a fucking honor.
Its the best fucking job
in the Marine Corps.
Sounds good, Staff Sergeant.
Sounds good,
Staff Sergeant!
Sounds good.
Could I have my...
You know what?
I got a better idea.
You play any instruments?
I played the trumpet
in third grade,
Staff Sergeant.
Played the trumpet
in third grade?
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