well, they're. pretty.
real men!
we could have a problem here, couldn't we? i mean, we just lost three men.
what about the bodies?
merry christmas, captain.
hi, fellas. at ease!
how about some christmas pussy, guys? anybody for a quick piece?
it's christmas! haven't you heard of piece on earth? "piece on earth," get it?
suit up, fellas. time to go build another play house.
yes, riley, what is it?
you won't need weapons, riley. you're not soldiers anymore.
you don't even have to salute anymore. a simple "yes, sir" will do.
every time it's time to send them out, riley asks about weapons. and every time i tell him they don't need weapons anymore, they're not soldiers anymore.
i think you're trying to say a "wind pain in the ass."
no shit! we're gonna set up a monitor on a garbage dump! so we can monitor garbage rusting?
a camp! jesus christ!
thank you, "daddy."
the civilians? squatters. refugees. i don't think we want to know, do we?
speaking of riley and his old soldiers. why don't we let them start putting up the unit? it's gonna take forever in this wind.
no, riley. no weapons. you're not a soldier, riley.
christ! now daddy's a carpenter!
double belts, double ammo, double everything! you've got to be heavy there or you'll blow away, fellas. and we wouldn't want that, would we?
you're afraid of the dark, sergeant caine?
that's what nightscopes are for, soldier. for the dark.
listen, sergeant, this may come as news to you, but you're not a real hot thinker! your pitiful efforts at tactics have cost us three men already. so turn it off, that little pea brain of yours! that goes for all the rest of you mental giants too. all you have to do is go boom-boom. understand? boom-boom! kill kill! say it.  kill. kill. kill.
there was. some kind of.  guerilla action.
we couldn't get any figures on enemy troop strength.
we've got to get out of here, colonel mekum!
well, riley, you wanted a weapon, right? now you got one! a real biggee!
okay, fellas, take it about a hundred yards, then get back on the double. unless you wanna fry.
fuck 'em! let's just go!
what was that?
sssshhhh! listen!
like a kid!
sergeant todd!
you're fucking morons! can't you
no! no! no! please! no!
oh, my god! oh, my god!
oh, my god, i can't remember if it's six-seven or seven-six.
there! i did it! did it stop? did it -- ?