Biloxi Blues
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:05:01
Arnold Epstein,
an intellectual from New York,...

:05:03
.. was my only hope
for intelligent conversation.

:05:06
Hey, Arnold, if I wanted to become
a writer, who do you recommend I read?

:05:11
The entire third floor of
the New York Public Library.

:05:14
Hey, Epstein, you wanna
read somethin', huh? Read this!

:05:25
It was hard to believe they had mothers
and fathers who were worried about them.

:05:41
# Pardon me, boy,
is that the Chattanooga Choo-Choo?

:05:46
# Track 29
:05:48
# Boy, you can give me a shine
:05:53
- # Can you afford to board
- Shut him up!

:05:55
# The Chattanooga Choo-Choo
:05:58
- # I've got my fare...
- Wake him up, for Christ's sake.

:06:01
- Oh! What the hell is wrong with you?
- It's 2.30 in the goddamn morning!

:06:04
- You were singin' again.
- I was not!

:06:07
You practically made a record.
:06:09
- What was I singing?
- # Chattanooga Choo-Choo

:06:12
"Chattanooga Choo-Choo"? I don't
even know "Chattanooga Choo-Choo".

:06:15
Whoa! Goddammit!
:06:18
- Somebody let go!
- Oh! Hey, was it you, Carney?

:06:21
- I'm not gonna do that when I'm singing!
- Maybe you sang to cover it up.

:06:25
Hey, Jerome, write this in your diary:
"Major fart in West virginia."

:06:29
Wait a minute. It's comin' from up there.
:06:31
Hey, bombardier.
:06:34
- Kill Germans, not GIs.
- Oh, brother.

:06:37
- I'm sorry. I'm not feeling very well.
- Well, now we're all not feeling very well.

:06:42
Does anyone have an Alka-Seltzer tablet?
:06:45
Pluggin' it up ain't gonna help, Epstein.

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