Vincent D'Onofrio

Pvt. Joker: "Are those... live rounds?"
Pvt. Pyle: "Seven-six-two millimeter. Full metal jacket."

Gny. Sgt. Hartman: "Did your parents have any children that lived?"
Pvt. Pyle: "Sir, yes, sir."
Gny. Sgt. Hartman: "I bet they regret that. You're so ugly you could be a modern art masterpiece! What's your name fat body?"
Pvt. Pyle: "Sir, Leonard Lawrence, sir."
Gny. Sgt. Hartman: "Lawrence? Lawrence what... of Arabia?"
Pvt. Pyle: "Sir, no, sir."
Gny. Sgt. Hartman: "That name sounds like royalty. Are you royalty?"
Pvt. Pyle: "Sir, no, sir."
Gny. Sgt. Hartman: "Do you suck dicks?"
Pvt. Pyle: "Sir, no, sir."
Gny. Sgt. Hartman: "Bullshit. I bet you could suck a golf ball through a garden hose."
Pvt. Pyle: "Sir, no, sir."
Gny. Sgt. Hartman: "I don't like the name Lawrence, only faggots and sailors are called Lawrence. From now on you're Gomer Pyle."
Pvt. Pyle: "Sir, yes, sir."

Pvt. Joker: "Leonard, if Hartman comes in here and catches us, we'll both be in a world of shit."
Pvt. Pyle: "I am... in a world... of shit."

Gny. Sgt. Hartman: "Get your fat ass up there! I'll bet if there was some pussy up there you would get up there, wouldn't you?"
Pvt. Pyle: "Sir, yes sir!"

"A man will say just about anything when he's sportin' badger-food for a pecker."

Pooh-Bear: "Make me an offer."
Danny: "I don't know, 14,000 a kilo?"
Pooh-Bear: "I deal in U.S. pounds, friend. None of that faggot metric shit for me."

"If you're gonna say something, ya gotta say it now!"

"Though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will have no fear!"