Full Metal Jacket Quote
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman : Do you think I'm cute, Private Pyle? Do you think I'm funny?
Private Gomer Pyle : Sir, no, sir!
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman : Then wipe that disgusting grin off your face.
Private Gomer Pyle : Sir, yes, sir. [ tries to stop smiling ]
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman : Well, any fucking time, sweetheart!
Private Gomer Pyle : Sir, I'm trying, sir.
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman : Private Pyle I'm gonna give you three seconds; exactly three-fucking-seconds to wipe that stupid looking grin off your face or I will gouge out your eyeballs and skull-fuck you! ONE! TWO! THREE!
Private Gomer Pyle : Sir, I can't help it, sir.
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman : Bullshit! Get on your knees scumbag! [ Pyle drops down to his knees ]
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman : Now choke yourself. [ Pyle wraps his own hands around his throat ]
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman : Goddamn it, with MY hand, numb-nuts! [ Pyle reaches for Hartman's hand ]
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman : Don't pull my fucking hand over there! I said choke yourself; now lean forward and choke yourself! [ Pyle does so ]
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman : Are you through grinning?
Private Gomer Pyle : [ gagging ] Sir, yes, sir.
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman : Bullshit, I can't hear you!
Private Gomer Pyle : [ louder ] Sir, yes, sir.
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman : Bullshit, I STILL can't hear you! Sound off like you've got a pair!
Private Gomer Pyle : SIR, YES, SIR!
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman : That's enough! Get on your feet. Private Pyle you had best square your ass away and start shitting me Tiffany cufflinks or I will definitely fuck you up!
Private Gomer Pyle : Sir, no, sir!
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman : Then wipe that disgusting grin off your face.
Private Gomer Pyle : Sir, yes, sir. [ tries to stop smiling ]
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman : Well, any fucking time, sweetheart!
Private Gomer Pyle : Sir, I'm trying, sir.
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman : Private Pyle I'm gonna give you three seconds; exactly three-fucking-seconds to wipe that stupid looking grin off your face or I will gouge out your eyeballs and skull-fuck you! ONE! TWO! THREE!
Private Gomer Pyle : Sir, I can't help it, sir.
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman : Bullshit! Get on your knees scumbag! [ Pyle drops down to his knees ]
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman : Now choke yourself. [ Pyle wraps his own hands around his throat ]
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman : Goddamn it, with MY hand, numb-nuts! [ Pyle reaches for Hartman's hand ]
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman : Don't pull my fucking hand over there! I said choke yourself; now lean forward and choke yourself! [ Pyle does so ]
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman : Are you through grinning?
Private Gomer Pyle : [ gagging ] Sir, yes, sir.
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman : Bullshit, I can't hear you!
Private Gomer Pyle : [ louder ] Sir, yes, sir.
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman : Bullshit, I STILL can't hear you! Sound off like you've got a pair!
Private Gomer Pyle : SIR, YES, SIR!
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman : That's enough! Get on your feet. Private Pyle you had best square your ass away and start shitting me Tiffany cufflinks or I will definitely fuck you up!
Movie: Full Metal Jacket
