Merriell Shelton : [sees Eugene reading a letter and looking troubled] Eugene?
[he doesn't answer]
Merriell Shelton : Gene?
Eugene B. Sledge : [distantly] My dog died.
Merriell Shelton : [sits beside him] I'm sorry.
Eugene B. Sledge : He was a good dog.
Merriell Shelton : How old was he?
Eugene B. Sledge : Got him as a pup 'bout nine years ago, maybe ten.
Merriell Shelton : [studying Eugene's face] They say dogs live, what, seven years to every one of ours?
[Eugene doesn't say anything, and Snafu leans against his shoulder]
Pvt. Hamm : [also with a letter] My brother was on the Bunker Hill.
Merriell Shelton : [sarcastically] Wow.
Pvt. Hamm : [angry] Ship got hit by two kamikazes. Five hundred guys died, asshole.
[Snafu looks abashed]
Pvt. Hamm : How the fuck can they do that? Fly themselves into a ship?
Merriell Shelton : [with irony] Emperor is God. Duty to God.
Pvt. Hamm : They can't fuckin' surrender?
Eugene B. Sledge : I hope they don't.
[Hamm and Snafu look surprised]
Eugene B. Sledge : I hope we get to kill every last one of 'em.
[after the Marines have just been accidentally shelled by their own artillery]
Merriell Shelton : This is fucking bullshit! I ever find the fucking F.O. that called that arty, I'll shoot him!
Eugene B. Sledge : Sons of bitches'll just do it again.
Pvt. Hamm : Why did they shell us?
Eugene B. Sledge : Because some asshole officer read a map wrong, and nobody gives a shit about us. There IS no goddamn reason!