:07:01
You guys are going to hate the day
you met me.
:07:04
As far as I'm concerned,
you are not human beings anymore.
:07:08
And don't get the idea you're Marines!
:07:11
You're recruits! Meatheads!
:07:14
The lowest form of animal
in this here universe.
:07:17
You will refer to me as "sir."
:07:21
All right.
:07:22
You'll eat no candy,
read no papers, hear no radios...
:07:27
...and speak only when spoken to.
:07:30
You will salute everything moving
above the rank of private.
:07:38
- What's your name, son?
- L.Q. Jones.
:07:43
"My name is Private Jones, L.Q., sir!"
:07:47
My name is Private L.Q. Jones, sir.
:07:51
Your Honor.
:07:52
- Where are you from, meathead?
- Cotton Plant, sir.
:07:55
- Cotton Plant, what?
- Arkansas.
:07:58
It ain't no more than a wide spot
in a thin road...
:08:01
Shut up!
:08:02
Who said you could talk?
:08:05
- You chewing gum, son?
- Yes, sir.
:08:08
Swallow it.
:08:12
All right, you people, from now on,
it's gonna be double-time.
:08:16
No more walking.
:08:18
All right, you're gonna get fed now.
:08:21
Personally, I think it's
a waste of government money.
:08:24
Right face!
:08:26
Forward march!
:08:29
After the cordial welcome
to the Corps...
:08:32
...comes the job
of turning boys into men.
:08:34
About face!
:08:37
Face left.
:08:40
Ready, front!
:08:44
Let's get that hat down!
:08:46
Cut down that belt!
:08:48
Pull up your pants, son!
:08:53
- You want that button?
- Yes, sir.