Capt. Hill: You couldn't let it rest, could you? You had to push it?
Eriksson: Go to hell. SIR.

Brownie, look into my fuckin' eyes I'm gonna hypnotize you. YOU'RE FINE!

Eriksson: Give me a minute on this thing we're doing. I mean, what we're doing. What are we doing, sarge?
Meserve: We have a VC suspect. Is that what you mean? She's a VC whore and we're gonna have fun with her.
Eriksson: She's just a farm girl.
Meserve: You're the cherry here, right? So lighten up.
Clark: Let me carry the weight. What's the problem, sarge?
Meserve: He don't think our VC whore is a VC whore.

Eriksson: Everybody's acting like we can do anything and it don't matter what we do. Maybe we gotta' be extra careful because maybe it matters more than we even know.

Eriksson: You sick son of a bitch!
Clark: I told you, cherry. What happen...
[Clark is hit in the face by Eriksson with a shovel]
Eriksson: Nobody cares, Meserve. I told everybody. I told them. You don't have to worry. You don't have to try to kill me, man. I told them, and THEY DON'T CARE!

Clark: The army don't wanna surprise us.
Meserve: Leave it to the dinks for that, huh?

Lt. Reilly: So what was I doing in jail? What I was doing, let me advise you, was fixin' to shoot some mothafucka's working in that hospital, that's what I was doing.

Eriksson: Pardon me sir, what's your point, sir?
Capt. Hill: There ain't no point, Eriksson. I'm simply trying to illuminate the terrain in which we currently find ourselves deployed. You don't mind that, do you? And if you do, FUCK YOU! You on my frequency?
Eriksson: Yes SIR!

Cpl. Clark: Hey man, what happens in the field, stays in the field.

Meserve: You're taking your turn in there.
Eriksson: No! I ain't raping nobody!
Meserve: You think you're sayin' no to ME? You're taking your turn.
Eriksson: No.
Meserve: Well maybe when I'm through with her, I'm gonna come after you. Maybe when I'm done humping her, I'm gonna come hump you!

Meserve: I hate the army. I bet you like the army, don't you Eriksson?
Eriksson: This ain't the army, sarge.

Oh, you wanna take an attack posture wit' me? Yeah, you got a weapon. Clark got a weapon, Clark got a knife! We all got weapons! Anybody can blow anybody away, any second. Which is the way it ought to be. Always.

Eriksson: Who got hit Sarge?
Hawthorne: The cherry. Man, that boy was bagged and tagged the minute they cut his orders to this place. They should've just shot him at home.

Clark: [after the rapes] When's the last time you had a real woman, Sarge?
Meserve: She was real.

Yea though I walk through the valley of evil, I will fear no death. Cuz I'm the meanest motherfucker in the valley.