I think you'd better leave that to Colonel Campbell.

If you fight at this close range the little passed through me and the fuselage like a blowtorch through butter

Private Pyle, you had best. Square your ass away and start shedding me, Tiffany cufflinks or I will definitely fuck you up.

Sir. What side was that private file? So right?

What's this weapon's name? Private pile, Sir. The private weapons name is Charlene, Sir.

What's your name, fatbody? Sir? Leonard Lawrence, Sir Laurence.