Sgt. Mulcahy:
Company, halt!
[to Sharts]
Sgt. Mulcahy:
For God's sake, man! Do you not know your right from your left?
Sharts:
N-n-no, sah.
Sgt. Mulcahy:
How many here do not know right from left?
[Half a dozen hands are raised]
Sgt. Mulcahy:
[mutters]
Jesus have pity.
[smacks Sharts in the chest]
Sgt. Mulcahy:
This is your *front*!
[slaps his back]
Sgt. Mulcahy:
This is your *rear*!
[stomps on his right foot]
Sgt. Mulcahy:
This is your *right*!
[goes to stomp on his left foot]
Sgt. Mulcahy:
And this...!
[Sharts lifts his foot out of the way]
Sgt. Mulcahy:
Now you're learnin', boy-o!
Riportata da il
05/03/2025 alle ore 07:43