This is my rifle. There are many like it, but this one is mine.
I don’t have to take this abuse from you. I’ve got hundreds of people dying to abuse me.
A war is always better fought with restoration hardware.
You can talk the talk, but can you walk the walk?
You will eat your young.
Here’s my theory on wars: They’re a bunch of shit stacked up for miles, and no one can escape from it.
You’re not even human fucking beings. You’re nothing but unorganized grab-asstic pieces of amphibian shit!
I love the smell of napalm in the morning.
Life is but a dream, a floating bubble on a stream.
Are you trying to tell me that there is something wrong with my earrings?
I’m so happy to be in the army.
Only steers and queers come from Texas, private Cowboy.
When you die, you’re gonna be dog meat.
You’ve got a war face? Aaaaah! That’s a war face, now let me see your war face!
You’re a fucking sea donkey!
To err is human, to forgive divine.
Put your trust in the Lord, your ass belongs to me.
Are those your skivvies? I sure hope not.
Sweat saves blood, blood saves lives, but brains save both.
They told me I could be anything, so I became a killer.
Is that a helmet or a hairnet?
I’m the spirit of every grunt who died before me, thanking you for upholding the traditions those heroes fought and died for.
Best Quotes from Full Metal Jacket part 2
A motivated marine is a deadly marine.
You’re a disgusting fat body, aren’t you?
I’m gonna tear you apart. Every bone, every tendon, every fucking bone.
You better unfuck yourself or I’m gonna unscrew your head and shit down your neck.
There’s no racial bigotry here, we’re all pink on the inside.
I want that head so sanitary and squared away that the Virgin Mary herself would be proud to go in there and take a dump.
You try any shit with me and I’ll kill you.
Anytime, anywhere, asshole.
Private Pyle, I’m gonna give you three seconds, exactly three fucking seconds, to wipe that stupid-looking grin off your face or I will gouge out your eyeballs and skull-fuck you!
You’re the one who’s gonna fucking die, screaming, fucked!
Maybe I crossed the border, maybe I crossed the line, but I crossed the damn fucking enemy.
How tall are you, private? Sir, five foot nine, sir! Five foot nine? I didn’t know they stacked shit that high!
I bet you’re the kind of guy that would fuck a person in the ass and not even have the goddamn common courtesy to give him a reach-around.
Your ass looks like about 150 pounds of chewed bubblegum, Pyle!
Join the army, travel to exotic, distant lands, meet exciting, unusual people, and kill them.
If you ladies leave my island, if you survive recruit training, you will be a weapon. You will be a minister of death praying for war.
Time for the magic. I am a death dealer.
I bet you’re the kind of guy that would fuck a person in the ass and not even have the goddamn common courtesy to give him a reach-around.
The deadliest weapon in the world is a marine and his rifle.
You can give your heart to Jesus, but your ass belongs to the Corps!
If I was gonna break my concentration every time some squigglygook talked to me, then I’d be in a rubber room banging my head against the wall.
Is your momma a Vietnamese whore?
He was the kind of person who could turn water into a glass of whiskey.
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