:19:11
Very good, men. Make sure it's tight.
:19:14
- Tight?
- Whatever.
:19:17
So, Major Ebersole,
tomorrow's the big day.
:19:20
- How's she look?
- I hope it won't be too humiliating, sir.
:19:24
What's supposed to happen?
:19:25
Well, theoretically,
and I wouldn't bet the farm...
:19:29
...the hovertank will lift off and hover
several inches above the pond.
:19:35
- Good. Very good.
- Yeah. Then it will engage the targets...
:19:39
...the... the cannon. Boom.
The ammunition dump. Kaboom.
:19:42
That truck. Boom.
:19:44
Excellent. One thought.
Maybe it should be: boom, boom...
:19:49
... then kaboom.
:19:51
You know, save that "kaboom" for the very
last? Kind of like a "hoo-ah" grand finale.
:19:56
What do you think?
:19:59
- I'll make a note of it, sir.
- Good.
:20:03
- Missed me. Now run!
- Ow!
:20:06
- Yeah. Gotcha.
- Hey, there goes the sarge, man.
:20:09
Sarge!
:20:11
- Hey, Dobie, come on, let's go.
- Sarge, you get married yet?
:20:14
- Not yet.
- How did Rita take it this time?
:20:18
Oh, she's happy. She took
40 bucks off me in a gin game.
:20:20
Oh, she's great!
:20:21
Paparelli. How's tickets goin' for the
"Meet Stormin' Norman" barbecue?
:20:25
- It's a sellout, Sarge.
- Find a lookalike?
:20:27
- We found one.
- Ahh.
:20:29
No wonder they call me
a master sergeant.
:20:32
You know, things weren't
always this good.
:20:35
When I first got my stripes at Fort Dix,
I considered it my responsibility...
:20:39
...to provide the hardworking men and
women with some wholesome recreation.
:20:45
- You ran the gambling.
- That's right, Fender.
:20:48
But there was this lieutenant there -
Lieutenant Colin Thorn.
:20:54
A lunatic. I mean, real smooth on
the outside, but underneath, barbed wire.
:20:59
He rode me like a jockey.