Don’t forget that you’re First Marines!

Take me to the Brig. I want to see the real Marines.

Son, when the Marine Corps wants you to have a wife, you will be issued one.

The safest place in Korea was right behind a platoon of Marines. Lord, how they could fight.

There are not enough chinamen in the world to stop a fully armed Marine regiment from going where ever they want to go.

I want to go where the guns are!

Great. Now we can shoot at those bastards from every direction.

We make generals today on the basis of their ability to write a damned letter. Those kinds of men can’t get us ready for war.

If we are going to win the next war, in my opinion, 50 percent of the time of training should be allotted to night training.

Hit hard, hit fast, hit often.

You don’t hurt ’em if you don’t hit ’em.

Paperwork will ruin any military force.

Retreat Hell! We’re just attacking in another direction.

Don’t forget that you’re First Marines! Not all the Communists in hell can overrun you!

Those days in the woods saved my life many a time in combat.

I’ll take care of my men first. Frozen troops can’t fight. If we run out of ammunition, we’ll go to the bayonet.

Old breed? New breed? There’s not a damn bit of difference so long as it’s the Marine breed.

All right, they’re on our left, they’re on our right, they’re in front of us, they’re behind us… they can’t get away this time.

We’ve been looking for the enemy for some time now. We’ve finally found him. We’re surrounded. That simplifies things.