Three Kings

Where you going?
You got your star clinched.
So it's my fault that you
plateaued a long time ago.

I don't even know what we did here.
Just tell me what we did here, Ron.
You want to occupy Iraq
and do Vietnam again?

Is that your brilliant idea?
-I'm retiring anyway.
-Until you do, you're an Army officer.

You're still taking care of that
reporter, so do it right.

You've washed your hands
a thousand times.

Lord knows what vermin
live in the butt of a dune coon.

Why do you let this cracker
follow you around?

He's from a group home in Dallas.
He doesn't know better.

Don't tell people that.
I don't care if he's from

I don't want to hear "dune coon" or
"sand nigger" from him or anybody.

Captain uses those terms.
The point is, "towelhead" and "camel
jockey" are good substitutes.

-I apologize.

It's confusing with all this pro-Saudi,
anti-Iraqi type language and all that.

Did you get the aerials?
How'd you get those?
-Chief is hooked up.
-Keep Walter on that door.

Would you take those fucking things off?
I never got to use night vision.
They do not work during the day!
They kind of work.
Just stand outside so Chief can
translate my Iraqi ass map, okay?

Are you ready to work with me now?
I'm ready to work with you.
Good. Because I've got
an amazing lead.

-It was in his ass.
-That's not the real story.

-What's the real story?
-It was in the guy's dick.

Pulled it out with tweezers.
A 1 0-page atlas of Saddam's bunkers?
Only real small, like those books you
get in a box of Cracker Jacks.

They pull it out the guy ear.
-"Out of his ear."