Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Cease fire! Cease fire! You're shelling marines!
- I'm hit! - Yahzee!
Oh, a pair of twos for the kid. Lookin' good.
that left me in charge. It was my first command.
He got the radio, Yahzee!
- You smoke? - Not really.
Harrigan! Make her run!
I don't think it's gonna work.
Right?
Chick... Stay with him.
men who trusted me...
Horses.
Yesterday, bombers beat the shit out of that rock.
Are you serious?
Shit.
But you do look like a Nip.
OK, let's go!
So you're with JASCO too, huh?
will be covering our Navajos' asses.
I was eight, and they anointed me with the holy water.
Well, as long as there's a Tojo and a Hitler out there
That's right. Cos my buddy smeared ash on my forehead.
You're not gonna be here in the morning, are you?
Move!
We all got thumbs up our asses.
You... you what?
You sons of bitches!
You know the difference between you and a Jap, Yahzee?
- What? - What are you doin' after this mess?
Joe.
You missed mail call.
All of the men under my command...
Hit me. Hit me.
The newspapers say our boys are doing great.
Horyo-da.
I can't let 'em take us.
- Sure you're up to this? - Find out soon enough, sir.
We're gonna make it. We're gonna make it out of here.
You see, you eat it... and it's good.
Get us some air support!
Somebody's gotta keep the WAVES company.
You can't go back to war if you can't stand up.
And call me in the morning.
lookin' for somebody else's ass to kick.
Yeah, that George, he's quite a character. He's got a mind of his own.
Are you listening?
You know, it wasn't your fault, Joe. You were just followin' orders.
How about you, Joe?
What the hell's wrong with you?
Can I try one of those?
You have a little trouble with that ear, don't you, Joe?
Eddie, give me a shot of Bacardi.
Crank it up! Let's go!
I don't know. It's a pretty long drive to Arizona.
You've been recommended for commendation.
You understand me?
Goddamn you, Joe Enders.
If there's still a problem between the two of you,
It's George. George Washington.
I'll cover you. Smoke and cover.
No, Rita. He's a mess.
Hail... Hail Mary...