I wanted a mission, and for my sins they gave me one
I wanted a mission, and for my sins they gave me one
I wanted a mission, and for my sins they gave me one.
I wanted a mission, and for my sins they gave me one.
Enemy activity in his old sector dropped off to nothing. Guess he must have hit the right four people.
Kurtz: Are you an assassin?
Willard: I'm a soldier.
Kurtz: You're neither. You're an errand boy sent by grocery clerks, to collect a bill.
WILLARD: Terminate... the colonel?
GENERAL: He's out there operating without any decent restraint, totally beyond the pale of any acceptable human conduct. And he is still on the field commanding troops.
JERRY: Terminate with extreme prejudice.
KILGORE: What is it, soldier?
MIKE: Well, I mean it's pretty hairy in there- it's Charlie's point.
Kilgore looks at him, exasperated.
KILGORE: Charlie don't surf!
- Apocalypse Now