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36.4s
From now on, my little group of scrotum sacs, you will strive to be like me. You will walk like me, talk like me, and until you win those games, you will be bald like me ! Way to go this time, Alex. Dotson, take these men for two hours of P.T. ! Yes, sir ! First exercise will be the side straddle hop ! - Side straddle hop. - Squad. Ready. One, two, three. Come on, bacon-boy ! Come on !
Major Payne
1m12s
One, sir. What are you lookin' at, ass-eyes ? - Nothing, sir ! - You plottin' on me, boy ? - No, sir ! - Well, let me tell you somethin', ass-eyes. Let me tell you all somethin': War has made me very paranoid ! And when a man gets to eyeballin' me, it make my Agent Orange act up, and I get the urge to kill ! - Do you understand me ? - Sir, yes, sir ! - Do you all understand me ? - Sir, yes, sir ! - I can't hear you. - Sir, yes, sir ! And what is your damage, muscle-head ? You stupid ? You ignorant, or you just plain ol' deaf ? Yes, sir. Actually, he is deaf. Oh. Thank you. Now drop down, give me 25 more... for speakin' out of line ! - One, sir. - I'm sorry, Mr. Handicapped Man. I didn't mean to offend you. Do you speak sign language ? Can you read lips ? Let me break it down. If you don't answer me when I speak to you, I'm goin' put my foot in your ass ! Is that clear, dummy ? Sir, yes, sir.
Major Payne
1m26s
My name is Major Benson Winifred Payne ! As of 0800... I am replacin' Major Frankfurt... as your commanding officer ! See now, what we have here... is a failure to communicate. Do... not... attempt... to challenge... my... authority ! I have eight weeks to turn you gaggle of maggots... into a well-disciplined cadet unit. From this day forward, your sorry asses belong to me. You will not eat, sleep, drink, blow your nose, or even dig in your butts without my say-so ! Know this: Killin' is my business, ladies, and business is good ! - Yoo-hoo ! - What ? I have to go to the bathroom. - You hold it, turd. - I can't ! I said hold it, or I'll break that off... and kick it around on the ground.
Major Payne
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