Yakkos World Ww2 Meme Who Are We Fighting Again

Ronald Spiers: The merely hope you have is to accept the fact that you're already dead. The sooner you accept that, the sooner yous'll exist able to role as a soldier is supposed to function: without mercy, without compassion, without remorse. All war depends upon it.

Lewis Nixon: Harry, merely why exactly are you nevertheless carrying your reserve shute?
Harry Welsh: What? information technology'south silk. Brand a groovy wedding gift for kitty when we get back.
Lewis Nixon: Jeez Harry, I never would take guessed.
Harry Welsh: What? that I'grand and so sentimental?
Lewis Nixon: No, that you actually think we're going to make information technology dorsum to England.

Richard Winters: Captain Sobel, we salute the rank, not the human being.

2nd Lt. George Rice: Looks like yous guys are going to exist surrounded.
Richard Winters: We're paratroopers, Lieutenant. We're supposed to be surrounded.

[Easy Compagny is patrolling through the Bavarian wood]
Frank Perconte: Hey, George.
George Luz: Yep?
Frank Perconte: Kind of remind you of Bastogne?
George Luz: Yeah, now that yous mention information technology. Except, of course, there's no snowfall, nosotros got warm chow in our bellies, and the trees aren't exploding from Kraut arms, but yep… Frank… other than that, it'due south a lot like Bastogne.
Frank Perconte: Correct?
George Luz: Bull, smack him for me please?
[thump]
George Luz: Thank yous.

[Translating a speech a High german General is giving to his men later on they all surrendered]
Liebgott: Men, information technology's been a long state of war, it'due south been a tough war. You've fought bravely, proudly for your country. Yous're a special group. Y'all've plant in one another a bail, that exists only in combat, among brothers. Y'all've shared foxholes, held each other in dire moments. Y'all've seen death and suffered together. I'm proud to have served with each and every one of you. You all deserve long and happy lives in peace.

Richard Winters: [Cpt. Nixon won't wake up] Let's go. C'monday, you got 10 minutes.
Cpt. Nixon: [sleepily] Go away.
Richard Winters: C'mon, big guy, allow'south go.
Cpt. Nixon: Ah, go out me lone!
Richard Winters: [tossing the contents of a nearby bullpen on Cypher' head] Okay…
Cpt. Nixon: GOD DAMMIT! Ahhh, that'southward my own PISS, for Christ's sake!

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Sgt. Denver 'Bull' Randleman: I'g gonna say something.
George Luz: To who?
Sgt. Denver 'Bull' Randleman: Lieutenant Winters!
Richard Winters: What is it?
Sgt. Denver 'Balderdash' Randleman: Permission to speak, sir.
Richard Winters: Granted.
Sgt. Denver 'Balderdash' Randleman: Sir, nosotros got nine companies, sir.
Richard Winters: We do.
Sgt. Denver 'Bull' Randleman: Well, how come we're the only one marching every Friday night, twelve miles, total pack, in the pitch dark?
Richard Winters: Why exercise you remember, Individual Randleman?
Sgt. Denver 'Bull' Randleman: Lieutenant Sobel hates us, sir.
Richard Winters: Lieutenant Sobel does not detest Easy Company, Individual Randleman. He just hates you lot.
Sgt. Denver 'Bull' Randleman: Thanks, sir.

Richard Winters: Nosotros're non lost, Individual… nosotros're in Normandy.

George Luz: Hey Janovek, whatcha reading?
John Janovek: An article.
George Luz: No s**t. What'southward it near?
John Janovek: It's virtually why we're fighting the war.
George Luz: Why are nosotros fighting the war, Janovek?
John Janovek: It appears the Germans are bad, very bad.
George Luz: Yous don't say! The Germans are bad, huh?
[Turns to Perconte]
George Luz: Hey Frank, this guy is reading an article that says the Germans *are bad*.

George Luz: [imitating Gen. Maxwell Taylor] Now the thing to recall, boys… flies spread illness, so go along yours closed!

Joe Toye: 3 24-hour interval supply of K-rations, chocolate bars, Charms processed, powdered coffee, sugar, matches, compass, bayonet, entrenching tool, ammunition, gas mask, musette bag with ammo, my weapon, my .45, canteen, two cartons of smokes, Hawkins mine, two grenades, smoke grenade, Gammon grenade, TNT, THIS bulls**t, and a pair of nasty skivvies!
Frank Perconte: What's your point?
Joe Toye: This stuff weighs equally much as I do! I nevertheless got my 'chute, my reserve 'chute, my Mae Westward, my M1.
Frank Perconte: Why you keeping the brass knuckles?
Joe Toye: I could apply some brass knuckles.

Carwood Lipton: [narrating as Lieutenant Speirs runs across the battlefield] At first the Germans didn't shoot at him. I call back they couldn't quite believe what they were seeing. But that wasn't the actually astounding thing. The astounding affair was that, after he hooked up with I Company, he came back.

Frank Perconte: Hey O'Brien, relax, would ya? I'm trying to read.
Pvt. Patrick O'Keefe: It'southward O'Keefe.
Frank Perconte: Is that correct?
Pvt. Patrick O'Keefe: Yes, Patrick O'Keefe. My friends call me Patty.
[starts humming]
Frank Perconte: Hey O'Brien, shut up!
Pvt. Patrick O'Keefe: I told you, it'south O'Keefe.
Frank Perconte: Do you lot know why no 1 remembers your name? It's 'cause no 1 wants to recollect your name! There are also many Smiths, DiMatos, and O'Keefes and O'Briens who show up here, replacing Toccoa men that you dumb replacements got killed in the first place! And they're all like you. They're all piss and vinegar. "Where are the Krauts at? Allow me at 'em! When do I get to jump into Berlin?" 2 days later, there they are with their blood and guts hanging out. Screaming for a medic, begging for their goddamn mothers! You lot dumb kids don't even know yous're dead all the same. Hey, you lot listening to me? Don't you know this is the best office of the war I've seen? I've got hot chow, hot showers, a warm bed. The manner I come across information technology, Frg is almost as good as being home. I fifty-fifty got to wipe my a** with real toilet newspaper today! So quit asking when you're gonna run into some activeness, will ya? And stop with the  dear songs!
[break]
Frank Perconte: When'd you transport out? Two weeks agone?
Pvt. Patrick O'Keefe: [repose] Yeah.
Frank Perconte: Its been two years since I've seen home. Ii years.
Rudolph R. Dittrich: This stuff is orange. Spaghetti own't supposed to be orange.
Frank Perconte: This ain't spaghetti. This is Army noodles with ketchup.
Nib Guarnere: Y'all own't gotta swallow it.
Frank Perconte: Come up on, Gonorrhea, every bit a fellow Italian you should know that calling this crap spaghetti is a mortal sin.

Frank Perconte: Hey Luz, how far are nosotros going?
George Luz: Oh, Jesus, Frank, I don't know. Until they tell us to end.
Donald Hoobler: High ground. In that location's high basis up ahead.
Frank Perconte: Okay, genius. Answer me this, and so. How come Easy Company is the simply company who's either at the front end of an accelerate, or, like at present, exposed at the far edge of the line?
Donald Hoobler: To go on you on your toes.
Frank Perconte: No, that'due south not what I'm saying. I'm saying, we're never in the middle. And we're the fifth of nine companies in this regiment. Able to Item. Think of it.

Darrel 'Shifty' Powers: Sniper! Down! 2nd Floor Left!
George Luz: [imitating Maj. Horton] Is there a problem, Captain Sobel?
Herbert Sobel: Who said that? Who broke silence?
Edward Tipper: I think it'due south Major Horton, sir.
Herbert Sobel: Major Horton? What… what is he… did he bring together us?
Edward Tipper: I call up, perchance, he'southward moving between platoons, sir.
George Luz: What is the god-damn holdup, Mr. Sobel?
Herbert Sobel: A argue, sir! Uh, God… barb wire argue.
George Luz: Oh, that dog just own't gonna hunt. Now, you cut that fence and get this goddamn platoon on the motion.

Richard D. Winters: Flash?
Pvt. John 'Cowboy' Hall: S**t!

Guarnere: Jesus Christ, we gotta do all this with a C.O. who has his head and then far upward his a**, that lump in his throat is his goddamn nose.

Col. Sink: If they come by here y'all remember to smiling for the camera. Got to keep the morale upward for them folks dorsum home.
Richard Winters: Why?
Col. Sink: Damned if I know.

Frank Perconte: Hey this guy says he'due south not a Nazi. All of Deutschland and I haven't met one Nazi yet.

Cpl. Eugene Roe: Toye, are you missing something?
Joe Toye: Home.
Cpl. Earl 'One Lung' McLung: Enquire him to trip the light fantastic, Doc.
Cpl. Eugene Roe: Toye, show me your feet.
Joe Toye: You picket the goddamn line, McClung.
[Toye'southward feet are wrapped in blankets]
Cpl. Eugene Roe: Where are your boots?
Joe Toye: In Washington, upwards General Taylor's a**.

One-time Man on Wheel: [raising his hands in the air] You've washed information technology at present, Yanks. You've captured me.
Richard Winters: [chuckles]
Herbert Sobel: [shouting in the background] Heigh-Ho Silverish!
Old Man on Bike: Would that be the enemy?
Richard Winters: As a matter of fact… yes.

Cpt. Nixon: [near Major Winters] I heard reports most a redheaded eskimo. Thought I'd check it out.

 Richard Winters: At that place's a German general at the airfield who has a problem surrendering to Pvt. Baby Heffron from South Philly. I think 1st Lt. Carwood Lipton would adjust him better.

Richard Winters: Harry, burn down's not a good idea.
Harry Welsh: Simply a couple of minutes. Nosotros're in a dell.
Richard Winters: A dell? Like where fairies and gnomes live?
Cpt. Nixon: I swear I idea I could olfactory property a fire… I DID smell a fire. Are you out of your heed?
Richard Winters: Well, we're in a dell.
Cpt. Nixon: Huh?

Bill Guarnere: Once we get into combat, they only people you can trust is yourself and the fella side by side to you.
Joe Toye: Hey, as long every bit he's a paratrooper.

Liebgott: And so what did you study?
Pvt. David Kenyon Webster: Literature.
Liebgott: You're kidding me! I dearest to read.
Pvt. David Kenyon Webster: Really?
Liebgott: Yeah. Dick Tracy, Flash Gordon mostly.

Richard D. Winters: Let me know if you lot meet any trouble.
Lewis Nixon: Yeah, and you let me know if you run across whatever bacon sandwich.

Guarnere: Hey, Joe. Expert to meet you, pal.
Toye: You too.
Guarnere: What the hell are you doing back hither?
Toye: I had to make certain yous were on superlative of things.
Guarnere: Yes, we're on tiptop of things. I even tied me own boots concluding week, all past meself. Hey fellas, expect who I institute!
Warren Muck: Hey, Joe Toye, back for more than!

Cpt. Nixon: Hitler'due south dead.
Liebgott: Holy southward**t.
Cpt. Nixon: Shot himself in Berlin.
Sgt. Denver 'Bull' Randleman: Is the war over, sir?
Cpt. Nixon: No. We have orders to Berchtesgaden. Nosotros move out in i hour.
Pvt. David Kenyon Webster: Why? The man'southward non dwelling house. He should take killed himself 3 years agone. Saved us a lot of trouble.
Cpt. Nixon: Yeah, he should have. But he didn't.

Harry Welsh: Light and dissonance discipline. That means no playing "grab the fanny" with the human in front of yous, Luz.

Pecker Guarnere: My brother's in North Africa. He says it's hot.
Donald Malarkey: Really? It's hot in Africa?
Bill Guarnere: Shut up!

Alex Penkala: [about Buck] Don't exercise anything stupid? Who the hell is he talking to? A agglomeration of morons who volunteered to jump out of a perfectly good aeroplane. Can you lot get any more than stupid that that?
George Luz: Probably non.

Frank Perconte: [later on dropping an unmedicated injured Sisk] Oh Skinny, you got blood all over my trousers.
Wayne Sisk: [in pain] I'g real sad, Frank.

Frank Perconte: Hey Luz, can you lot practise Major Horton?
George Luz: [imitating Major Horton] Does a wild bear crap in the wood, son?

Sgt. Alton More: I'm guessing they were Hitler'south photo albums, sir. Certain had a lot of pictures of him in it.
Ronald Spiers: And then, you looked at 'em, but you didn't take 'em?
Sgt. Alton More: That's right, sir.
Ronald Spiers: I don't believe you! I'll exist watching yous. Y'all're dismissed.
[as Moore leaves, smirking]
Ronald Spiers: Yous'd better not exist lying to me.

[playing a game of darts]
George Luz: Lieutenant, are y'all going to shoot lefty all night?
Joe Toye: Hey, c'mon.
George Luz: I'm just curious cause he'due south right-handed.
'Buck' Compton: [switches hands] George, what would I practise without George Luz?

George Luz: [Imitating Capt. Sobel] Are those dusty jump wings? How practice yous expect to slay the Huns with dust on your leap wings?

Nib Guarnere: I like Winters, he's a adept man. Only when the bullets offset flying, I don't know if I desire a Quaker doing my fighting for me.

Toye: How exercise I feel about being rescued by Patton? Well I'd feel pretty peachy, except for one thing, we didn't need to be rescued past Patton! Got that?

Bill Guarnere: [Guarnere and Toye accept both lost a leg during a fell shelling]
[the medics choice up Guarnere first]
Bill Guarnere: Hey, Joe, I told you I'd beat you back to usa!

Richard Winters: [afterwards a bullet ricochets off of Nixon's helmet] Naught!
Cpt. Nixon: I'm all right! I'm all right… am I all right?
[looking at Winters annoyed]
Cpt. Nixon: Stop looking at me like that!

Richard Winters: How'd it go? The drop?
Cpt. Nixon: Nosotros took a direct hit over the drib zone. I got out, two others got out.
Richard Winters: And the rest of the boys?
Cpt. Nixon: Oh, they blew upward in Germany somewhere… Boom.

Harry Welsh: [takes some Nazi utensils] Kitty'due south gonna love this. How many brides get a wedding gift from Hitler?

Sgt. Martin: Hey, Frank… yous keep cleaning those teeth, the Germans are going to see you from a mile abroad.
Frank Perconte: That'south right Pee Wee, you keep laughin'!

David Webster: Sgt. Lipton, feeling all right?
George Luz: He's got pneumonia.
David Webster: Sorry to hear that.
George Luz: Ah, what are yous distressing about? He's alive, got a couch, a goddamn blanket. Snug as a issues.

German Soldier: [waiting alongside an Allied trooper at the edge] Ahh… Thus ends the end of my 2d state of war.

'Popeye' Wynn: Hey Sarge, you think this is a ticket home?
Carwood Lipton: [fixing Popeye'south wound] Could be.
'Popeye' Wynn: Aw s**t, I but got hither!

Pvt. Edward 'Infant' Heffron: [a tree has fallen on Infant's foxhole] Hey, Sarge, ya think I overdid it on the cover for my foxhole?
Ronald Spiers: Take the MPs have care of this piece of south**t.

Frank Perconte: Now just retrieve… if you had any form or mode like me, somebody might've mistaken you for somebody.
Sgt. Martin: Oh, similar you Sergeant?
Sgt. Martin: [shows Perconte the Sergeant insignia on his arm]
Frank Perconte: [says in a meek manner] I'm just kiddin'.

Joe Toye: Hey guys, I'grand glad we're going to Europe.
[takes out his pocketknife]
Joe Toye: Hitler gets one of these right across the windpipe, Roosevelt changes Thanksgiving to Joe Toye Day, pays me ten grand a year for the balance of my life.

Cpt. Nixon: Who are yous?
2nd Lt. Henry Jones: 2nd Lt. Henry Jones, sir.
Cpt. Nixon: Right, our Due west Pointer. When'd you graduate?
2d Lt. Henry Jones: June sixth, sir.
Cpt. Nixon: Of last year?
2nd Lt. Henry Jones: Yeah, D-Day, sir.
Cpt. Nixon: [laughs] Don't get hurt.

David Webster: "They got me". You believe that? Yous believe I said that?

Liebgott: [on a convoy to Bavaria] It'south gonna exist skilful times, Spider web… When we get dwelling I mean… First thing I'yard gonna do is become my chore back at the cab visitor in Frisco. Make a killing of all those sailors coming dwelling house, you know? Then I'k gonna find me a nice Jewish girl, with great big soft titties and a smile to dice for. Marry her. Then I'm gonna purchase a business firm… A big house, with lots of bedrooms for all the niggling Liebgotts we're gonna exist making.

Ronald Spiers: When you talk to an officer, you say "sir".

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