Gunnery Sergeant Hartman:
Holy Jesus! What is that? What the fuck is that? WHAT IS THAT, PRIVATE PYLE?
Private Gomer Pyle:
Sir, a jelly doughnut, sir!
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman:
A jelly doughnut?
Private Gomer Pyle:
Sir, yes, sir!
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman:
How did it get here?
Private Gomer Pyle:
Sir, I took it from the mess hall, sir!
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman:
Is chow allowed in the barracks, Private Pyle?
Private Gomer Pyle:
Sir, no, sir!
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman:
Are you allowed to eat jelly doughnuts, Private Pyle?
Private Gomer Pyle:
Sir, no, sir!
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman:
And why not, Private Pyle?
Private Gomer Pyle:
Sir, because I'm too heavy, sir!
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman:
Because you are a disgusting fat body, Private Pyle!
Private Gomer Pyle:
Sir, yes, sir!
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman:
Then why did you try to sneak a jelly doughnut in your footlocker, Private Pyle?
Private Gomer Pyle:
Sir, because I was hungry, sir!
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman:
Because you were hungry...
[turns and addresses rest of platoon]
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman:
Private Pyle has dishonored himself and dishonored the platoon. I have tried to help him. But I have failed. I have failed because YOU have not helped me. YOU people have not given Private Pyle the proper motivation! So, from now on, whenever Private Pyle fucks up, I will not punish him! I will punish all of YOU! And the way I see it ladies, you owe me for ONE JELLY DOUGHNUT! NOW GET ON YOUR FACES!
[rest of recruits get in front-leaning-rest position, Hartman turns to Pyle]
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman:
Open your mouth!
[shoves jelly doughnut into PYLE's mouth]
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman:
They're payin' for it; YOU eat it! Ready! Exercise!
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