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Mason.
Go! Lieutenant Pauling.
Go! Grimes.
Go! Corliss.
Go! Dubrowski.
Go! Lambert.
Go! Corporal Dreef.
Sergeant Forrest, come on.
What a country.
What a lousy swamp of a country.
- So you're the first platoon - Of Dog Company?
Yeah, this is it.
You guys are the,
the new replacements?
Yeah.
You Sergeant Forrest?
That's right.
I don't find no surprises.
Looks just like
I said he would.
Fella in the orderly room
sent us down here.
- My name's Corliss. - How are you?
This here is Talbot,
and that there is Mason.
- Well, welcome in. - My name's Foley.
- You guys just made it. - We're about to make
a little trip to the continent.
- Yeah, I heard that, - And I'm real glad
'cause I sure do like to travel.
Boy, listen to this accent.
- Hey, Dixie, did you bring along - A jug of corn?
Cut that out.
- He went to school, - He wore shoes, too
and he doesn't drink corn.
I can fend for myself, Mason.
Excuse me, sergeant.
Nobody ever calls me Dixie,
corporal.
My name's Corliss.
Okay, Corliss.
Glad to know you.
I'm Dreef.
- (Mason) - 'Well, where's the lieutenant - Likely to be?'
- 'I suppose we gotta check in - With him and get the pep talk.'
It's hard to say
where he is, Mason.
- He might be out somewhere - Rounding up generals
to come to meet you.
You're the comedian
of the outfit, huh?
Unh-unh. Name's Dubrowski.
Ten, hut!
As you were.
I'm Lieutenant Pauling.
Private Mason, sir.
- Private Talbot? - Yes, sir.
- Private Corliss? - Yes, sir.
Yes. Glad to see you here.
We've been expecting you.
At ease.
Sit down if you want to.
Go ahead.
- Since you're all ready - For a pep talk
I'll give it to you now.
- I'm sorry, sir, - I didn't see you.
You're right.
- Pep talks all say - The same things.
"Go, team, go."
"Get in there and fight."
If you're not on the team,
it all sounds pretty dull.
Well, we are a team.
A very special team
with a special job to do.
And now you're on it.
Two years, all we've done is
train this team for this job.
We're ready.
- Get with us - As quickly as you can.
There isn't much time.
Once we land behind enemy lines
all we'll have in the world
to hang on to is each other.
These are all soldiers.
Good men.
The best I've ever known
in my life.
You must be good men, too,
or you wouldn't be here.
Not in this outfit.
There just isn't anything
in the army like this outfit.
So, welcome, Private Corliss.
Thank you, sir.
Private Talbot.
Thank you, sir.
Private Mason.
- Now, pep talk over. Sergeant. - Yes, sir?
Show them their sacks.
Yes, sir.
- Goodnight, sir. - Goodnight, sir.
- Goodnight, sir. - Well, goodnight.
Goodnight, sir.
He any good?
Okay, so he's a prince.
- I told you, we never should have - Left the merchant marine.
Hey, you mean you two knew
each other before?
Yeah, we sailed the same load
to Murmansk.
Got torpedoed
and Lacto froze to death.
When we got home, we decided
we wanted to get into an outfit
where we could shoot back.
- So they sent us to boys camp - For a year.
We're still waitin'
to shoot back.
- Your friend acts like - He's mad they didn't make him
a general right off.
Ah, a whole nest
of comedians, huh?
Look, Mason, uh..
Look, the-the lieutenant
tried to tell ya.
This is a team.
- Get on it. - Don't start out fightin' it.
- He also told you - To get on it fast.
- You can start - By pickin' up your mess.
- We don't like cigar butts - On the floor.
Don't handle.
I said pick it up, Mason.
And the gentleman
wins this cigar.
I'm a comedian too.
You guys dress up all the time
- just to go to Newbury - For a beer?
Oh, sure.
There's girls there too.
- Will you play, Hernandez? - We haven't got all night.
I'm thinkin'. I'm thinkin'.
Well, play and think later.
Okay, then hit me again.
- Hit you again? - You've got seven cards already.
- You know somethin', beer at that - Pub tastes like it's got soap.
- Yeah, well, it shows you - They wash their glasses, anyway.
Why, you got somethin' better?
- You know, I hear - There's a guy in C Company
- who's makin' a brew - Out of potato peelings.
Yeah, but they want 3.10 pounds
a quart and it's poison.
- Oh. - Hit me just once more.
Hernandez, I don't think
you could count to 21
if you had your shoes off.
Twenty-one.
Twenty-one?
Four aces, four deuces,
and a nine of clubs.
Well, teach a guy
to play the game
this is what he does to you.
- Aren't you coming in - To Newbury?
- Yeah, - I'm just waitin' for Mason.
Mason? Oh, you're gonna
have a long wait.
- He'll be out there dropping from - That mock tower till midnight.
I bet Sergeant Forrest makes him
jump till he passes out.
He sure could use some practice.
- That was a lousy jump - He made today.
- It sure was. - So he made a bad exit.
His musette bag got caught.
Oh, there he is, men,
the combat-scarred hero
- who fought the war - From the jump towers.
Lay off him, huh?
Have enough practice, Mason?
Yeah. I had enough.
You wanna argue about it?
Let it pass, Mason.
I'll handle this.
Well, you got
somethin' more to say?
Yeah.
This is my squad, see?
- And it's gonna operate - Clean and smooth when we jump.
- Like the lieutenant said, - We're a team.
- Look, I came over here to fight, - Not drill.
I had all that.
- We get across, you're gonna be - Plenty glad I'm along.
- You're gonna win the war - Single-handed, huh, wise guy?
- I'll t... - Let me go, boys.
Dreef!
You wanna keep those stripes?
Well, let's go. Come on.
Alright, break it up.
Let's get on that truck.
Come on, Mason.
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