Full Metal Jacket

Quickly, move it out!
No swinging-dick private
in this platoon's gonna graduate...

...until they get this obstacle down
to less than ten fucking seconds!

Next two! Quickly!
Get over that goddamn obstacle!
Move it!

Private Joker, are you a killer?
Let me hear your war cry!
Get your fat ass over there!
That's right, Private Pyle...
...don't make any fucking effort
to get up to the top!

If God wanted you up there,
He'd have miracled your ass up there!

Get your fat ass up there!
What the hell's wrong with you?
If there was some pussy up there,
you could get up there, couldn't you?

Your ass looks like about 150 pounds
of chewed bubble gum, Pyle.

One for the commandant!
One for the Corps!
Get up there!
The Corps don't get theirs!
Get up there, Pyle!

Pull, Pyle, pull!
One pull-up, Pyle! Come on, pull!
You've got to be shitting me!
Get your ass up there!

Do you mean to tell me you cannot do
one single pull-up?

You are a worthless piece of shit, Pyle!
Get out of my face!

Get up there, Snowball.
Get up here, fatboy!
Quickly! Move it up, Pyle! Move it up!
You climb obstacles like old people fuck.
Do you know that, Private Pyle?