Mal Hombre: God damn it, Sergeant. I thought you were a professional soldier. Sergeant: I waited as long as I… — Michael Herr
Mal Hombre: God damn it, Sergeant. I thought you were a professional soldier.
Sergeant: I waited as long as I could, Sir. Any longer, and I was gonna lose my man.
Mal Hombre: This outfit is perfectly capable of taking care of its own dirty laundry. Is that clear, Sergeant?
Sergeant: Colonel, since when is a wounded trooper 'dirty laundry'?
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