Sgt. Jim Larkin:
[after PVT Driscoll crashes his jeep near the front lines, only to have it commandeered by the platoon sergeant, SFC Pike. Without a ride back to the relative safety of Division Headquarters, Driscoll is instantly transformed into a frontline combat troop - albeit untrained]
Don't worry about Major Winston. He'll be mighty happy and proud when he hears you've volunteered for combat duty.
Pfc. James E. Driscoll:
But sergeant, you don't understand! I was sent to clerk-typist school. That's all I've ever done in the Army... was learn to type.
Sgt. Jim Larkin:
Man, we're gonna give you on-the-job training.
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