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1m3s
Now, be advised, ladies, - we are going to win the Virginia Military Games ! - I said win: Whiskey, Indian, November. Get used to the sound of that word ! - Major Payne ! - What, boy ? What, what, what ? I did somethin' bad. - You nasty little worm ! Go change your Huggies, boy, and be back here pronto ! Stop that cryin' ! You'll get no pity from me ! You think your tears'll stop Charlie from takin' his bayonet... - and stickin' it in your little tiny heart ? - What the hell was that, you little freckle-faced cartoon ? Did I give you permission to sneeze, Opie ? - No, sir. - Then you hold it in, you big-eared turd, - otherwise I'll kick your ass back to Mayberry !
Major Payne
1m8s
It wasn't until... Charlie rigged a bridge with plastic explosives... just as the little engine was makin' his way across the trestle. Boom ! An explosion happened. And blood and guts and spit and ass was everywhere ! And Bubba come crawlin' out the back door, both legs missin'. Lula May's baby boy ! He look up at me. He said, "Payne ! I can't feel my legs." I said, "Bubba, they ain't there." And I looked down, and them little bloody nubs was kickin' real fast, like this here. And I said, "Bubba, it's 30 miles to the nearest town. 'Less you can flip upside down and walk on your hands, you ain't gonna make it." All of a sudden, Charlie was all over the place ! It was just me and my sidearm. And I had no other alternative... but to blast my way out.
Major Payne