Heartbreak Ridge1986

Major Powers:
Fill out the proper request forms and send it through the chain of command.

Highway:
[In disbelief] Request forms?

[Colonel Meyers, commander of the 8th Marine Regiment, arrives.]

Major Powers:
Ten-hut!

Colonel Meyers:
At ease, men.

Major Powers:
Major Malcom Powers, sir. Annapolis, Class of '71.

Colonel Meyers:
How are your men doing, Major?

Major Powers:
My men are ready to fight to the death to protect our country, sir.

Colonel Meyers:
[A beat as Colonel Meyers, a combat veteran, looks at him] Let's hope that won't be necessary. [Notices Highway] Have we ever served together?

Highway:
I don't know, sir. Sergeant Major Choozoo and I were in 2nd Battalion, 7th in '68.

Colonel Meyers:
I had a rifle company in 1st Battalion, 7th.

Highway:
[Smiles] Well, we sure as hell chewed some of the same dirt, sir.

Colonel Meyers:
That's for sure. What's your assessment of this alert?

Highway:
It's a clusterfuck.

Colonel Meyers:
Say again?

Highway:
Marines are fighting men. They shouldn't be sitting around on their sorry asses filling out request forms for equipment they should already have.

Colonel Meyers:
Interesting observation, Gunny. Carry on, Major.