You’re going back to the front, my friend. You may get shot, and you may get killed, but you’re going up to the fighting. Either that, or I’m going to stand you up in front of a firing squad. I ought to shoot you myself, you god-damned… bastard!
Well, sir, you are a cowardly son of a bitch! You just shot an unarmed man!
You’re right, I am a coward! I haven’t any courage at all. I even scare myself.
Give him a drink of water, goddamn it. Will you give him a drink of water, for Christ’s sake? We ain’t gonna shoot.
A water break? Water is for cowards. Water makes you weak. Water is for washing blood off that uniform and you don’t get no blood on my uniform, boy you must be outside your mind! We are going to do up-downs, until Blue is no longer tired, and thirsty.
Now that’s what I call high quality H2O.
Drinking don’t bother my memory. If it did I wouldn’t drink. I couldn’t. You see, I’d forget how good it was, then where’d I be? Start drinkin’ water, again.
My advice to you is to start drinking heavily.
It’s brown water! I’m paying seven-hundred dollars a month, I got rats with bongos and a, and a frog and I got brown water here.
I drink your milkshake.
That’s a pretty fucking good milkshake. I don’t know if it’s worth five dollars but it’s pretty fucking good.
Better listen to him, Flounder, he’s in pre-med.
I’m sorry, maybe I’m a little confused here. What are you suggesting?
I’m suggesting that you leave before I have to get snooty.
I can tell you’re a bit of a bitch.
You can’t hurt me-OW! OW! OW!
I think it’s time for us to leave, Jules.
OK then, listen: let’s not get caught. Let’s keep goin’.
What d’you mean?
What do you want me to do? Draw you a picture? Spell it out? Don’t ever ask me! Long as you live, don’t ever ask me more.