Captain Miller:
You and I are taking a squad over to Neuville on a public relations mission.
Sergeant Horvath:
What, you leading a squad?
Captain Miller:
Some private in the 101st lost three brothers and he's got a ticket home.
Sergeant Horvath:
How come Neuville?
Captain Miller:
Eh, they think he's up there somewhere, part of all those airborne misdrops.
Sergeant Horvath:
It's not gonna be easy finding one particular soldier in the middle of this whole goddamn war.
Captain Miller:
Like finding a needle in a stack of needles.
Sergeant Horvath:
But what about the company?
Captain Miller:
We take the pick of the litter and the rest get folded into Baker.
Sergeant Horvath:
Jesus Christ. They took away your company?
Captain Miller:
Wasn't my company, it was the Army's. So they told me, anyway. Give me Reiben on BAR, Jackson, Wade, Beasley, and Caparzo.
Sergeant Horvath:
Beasley's dead.
Captain Miller:
All right, Mellish then. We got anybody speaks French?
Sergeant Horvath:
Not that I know of.
Captain Miller:
What about Talbot?
Sergeant Horvath:
This morning.
Captain Miller:
Oh... all right. I'm gonna try to dig up another interpreter. Assemble at battalion motor pool on the beach.
Sergeant Horvath:
Yes, sir. Listen up...
Private Caparzo:
What are we gonna do?
Sergeant Horvath:
What?
Private Caparzo:
What are we gonna do?
Sergeant Horvath:
You're goin' home wrapped in an American flag with a hunk of cheese in your ass, Caparzo, you smart-ass! Now listen up...
Private Reiben:
I thought you liked it in the ass.
Sergeant Horvath:
What?
Private Reiben:
I thought you liked it in the ass!
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