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? Five, four, three, two, one ?

- [Announcer] Old Corps.

- Fucking air strikes.

(Marines murmur)

(heroic music)

Good morning, sir.

- Good morning, sir.

- At ease, gentlemen.

I have with me retired Gunnery Sergeant Killborne.

He was a drill instructor here in '68.

He was an infantryman in Vietnam and a Navy Cross recipient.

- Hey, Gunny. It's an honor to have you.

- Nice to meet you.

- I brought the gunnery sergeant here

to motivate the recruits so that they feel connected

with Marines from other generations

and learn how they trained in the old Corps.

- May I just say, Captain,

it's great to see dark green Marines as officers.

There were very few back in my day.

- Drill instructors,

I will turn the gunnery sergeant over

to your capable hands.

- Aye, sir. - Yes, sir.

(funky music)

(door slams)

- Gunny, huh? Not gunnery sergeant?

I guess we're all fucking pals.

- Gunnery Sergeant, I meant no disrespect.

- I don't recall seeing you in Hue City.

- Gunnery Sergeant, I wasn't even born yet.

- From the looks of your stack,

it looks like you've been fingering your asshole

in the rear with your gear.

- Gunnery Sergeant, I've been to Okinawa.

- No shit. You were there in '45?

- Oh no, no. 2019.

- Oh, a banana show veteran, uh?

I'm sorry. I didn't realize.

- Well, Gunnery Sergeant,

you know every MOS plays a role in the Corps.

Bullets don't fly without supply.

- Supply is for ASVAB waivers and minorities.

- I mean, I am Puerto Rican,

but what does that have to do with-

- Shut your man pleaser and drop to the deck.

- Gunnery Sergeant, with all- - Now.

- What the fuck are we doing? He's retired.

- I don't know, man.

He has a fucking Navy Cross from Hue City.

What do you want me to do?

(peanut butter slams on desk)

(upbeat music)

- So tell me, what fat body

did you confiscate this from?

- That's actually mine, Gunnery Sergeant.

- Of course it's yours.

My beloved Corps is being trained

by pork chop platoon drill instructors

that sneak candy into the hut like nasty bitches.

- I'm sorry, Gunnery Sergeant.

It won't happen again.

- You know we don't really need to do this.

- I hear you two love birds whispering.

I used to have a point man in Hue City

that used to like to whisper.

You know what the gooks did to him?

- No, Gunnery Sergeant.

- They blew his fucking head off.

- All because he whispered?

- Quiet there, sassy mouth.

And you, we had a fat body like you in our platoon.

When he had to squeeze through a doorway,

his disgusting belly hit a trip wire to a booby trap.

Splattered.

- Jesus. - That's right.

He met Jesus because he was fat and disgusting like you.

- I'll lay off the Snickers, Gunnery Sergeant.

(dramatic music)

- We once had a snitch in our platoon,

ratted me out to the platoon commanders for hazing.

You know what I did to him?

- I don't think we wanna know, Gunnery Sergeant.

- I tied him down and then I smeared peanut butter

inside his asshole and then I took a rat, and-

(door slams)

- What's going on in here?

- Nothing, sir.

Just showing the young guys some tricks

the hats did back in my day.

- It looks like you're hazing my drill instructors.

- Oh, no. I'd never.

You can ask them.

- Well?

(suspenseful music)

- We aren't being hazed, sir.

(suspenseful music)

- No, sir. Not us.

- All right, good.

Let's get the gunnery sergeant out there for his speech

so we can stay on schedule.

The platoon has pugil sticks in 30 minutes.

- All right, sir. - All right?

(door slams)

- All right.

Time to show the new Corps how the old Corps did it.

Step aside, girls.

(door slams)

- Do you believe that old fuck?

- No. It doesn't feel real.

- He fucking roasted me for my ribbons.

I was in Okinawa for four years, dude.

- He also said I was a fat body and I've lost 20 pounds.

This cycle, look how big this thing is on me.

- Dog, we're staff sergeants,

and we're getting fucking treated like shit still.

- Why would he put peanut butter in another guy's asshole?

- That's that old fucking school shit.

I'm gonna check the line and see

if they changed anything for PT.

- What a dick. He ruined my snacks.

- [Killborne] Now, I want all my dark green recruits

to raise their dick skinners high in the sky.

Look around, everyone with your hand raised.

You will fail the swim qual.

- Did he just?

- Fuck.

(funky music)

? Showing the love ?

? Baby, when you're feeling down ?

? Just get on up ?

? Showing the love ?

? Oh, baby, when you're feeling down ?

- [Speaker] Present. Arms.

(pen squeaks)

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