He's trying to show you some affection.
I don't like it. It makes me feel all funny.
Most scenes together: Major Payne & Emily (3)
He's trying to show you some affection.
I don't like it. It makes me feel all funny.
At ease, Payne. Relax. Do you know why you're here?
Sir, no, sir.
The promotion board report came out last week. This is the new Lt. Col. list, your name's not on it. You get two chances to advance, then we have to show you the hatch. Basic man is cutting you discharge orders right now
General, are you telling me that in this man's military is there no room for trained weapon of destruction?
Fighting is no longer being done out on the battlefields. Now all the blood is shed in the halls of Congress, boys like us are becoming dinosaurs.
There's got to be somebody who needs some killing.
I'm sorry, Major. There's nobody left. You've killed them all.
You hit that boy again, Im'ma do more than solute you.
This is between me and my son.
Stepson!
Whoever he is, he's on my time now.
Now, Im'ma ask you nicely: please, return to your vehicle. You go on now.
Go on back to your bunk, son.
Here I got somethin' for ya. [puts a piece of metal in Emily's hand]
What is it?
A bullet. It's somethin' special. It's from my heart.
Really? Well, where did you get it?
From my heart, left ventricle; took it out myself with a field knife.
My name is Major Benson Winifred Payne. As of 0800, I am replacing Major Frankfurt as your commanding officer.
Boo. Booooooooo!
I see what we have here is a failure to communicate. Do not attempt to valid my authority! I have 8 weeks to turn you gaggling maggots into a well-discipline unit. From this day forward, your sorry asses belong to me. You will not eat, sleep, drink, blow your nose or dig in your butts without my say so. Know this, killing is my business, ladies, and business is good!
Payne, what happened? You've only been out one week.
It's civilian life, sir. I had a minor setback.
Listen, I've made some calls and I have an assignment for you. It's not great, you understand, but it gets you back in the military.
[Payne smiles at the thought of being back in the military unaware that the assignment Decker is taking about will take him to Madison school.]
Got no worries, got no stress.
Cadets{offscreen}: Got no worries got no stress.
Camera shows boys running behind Major Payne; all wearing sundresses
Cause we feel good in our dress.
Cause we feel good in our dress.
Major Payne's a major diss.
Major Payne's a major diss.
He makes us squat when we piss.
He makes us squat when we piss.
Got no worries, got no care.
Got no worries, got no care.
I'm a bald-headed son of a bitch without hair.
I'm a bald-headed son of a bitch without hair.
Used to be Samson, now I'm Ann.
Used to be Samson, now I'm Ann.
Got to earn my right to be called a man.
Got to earn my right to be called a man.
Payne orders the cadets to halt in the school square. This is seen by the civilian students, who laugh uproariously at such a spectacle. Payne addresses the boys.]
I tell you, ladies; you're the prettiest unit ever under my command!
Their pantyhose is falling down.
Gonna have to change my name to Pimp-Daddy Payne! A-hee hee hee!
Major! What are the boys doing in those dresses?
They're putting on a fashion show.
This is unsatisfactory. I demand the entire Madison Squad be disqualified from the final competition.
Lieutenant, I can only disqualify the cadet who started the disturbance.
That's not enough. Look at them, these animals are so pathetic that even their own commander didn't even show up.
Major Payne, what are you doing here? I was told you were away on an important assignment.
What could be more important than having my boys winning this here competition? I suggest we get this party started. Is that OK with you Col.?
Cadets I'm pleased to announce the top two rated squads that will compete for first and second place in the Parade Drill Competition. Wellington Academy and Madison Academy.
[The Lt. Col. put his hands in his face in embarrassment, as he had hope to have disqualified Madison for the brawl with Wellington and was stopped by Major Payne]
Drug Lord{laughing}: You'd better give up, seƱor. You cannot kill us all!
Nope, but I can clean out your colon faster than one of those burritos with extra gucamole sauce!
[The entire drug cartel surrenders to Major Payne]
AHHHH my arm, my arm!
Want me to show you a little trick to take your mind off that arm?
Now you might feel a little pressure.
AUGGGGH! My finger, my finger!
Works every time.
He in there? [Tiger nods; Payne unloads several rounds into the closet] If he's still in there he ain't happy!
Major Payne just terminated that Bad man with extreme prejudice! And if he's still in there, he ain't happy!
A squad that lives together, wins together! "Unity", turds; that is the key word in "unit", without the "Y"!
I heard tell your mother's so fat, she uses planets for billiard balls.
You know there ain't no pets allowed on this here premises, Mr. Ace Ventura.
From now on, my little group of scrotum sacks, you will walk like me, talk like me, eat like me, and until you win those games, you will be BALD like me.