Boyd 'Bible' Swan: Wait until you see it.
Norman Ellison: See what?
Boyd 'Bible' Swan: What a man can do to another man.
Boyd 'Bible' Swan: Here's a Bible verse I think about sometimes. Manytimes. It goes: And I heard the voice of Lord saying: Whom shall I send and who will go for Us? And... I said: Here am I , send me!
Norman Ellison: [Mumbling] Send me.
Wardaddy: Book of Isaiah, Chapter six.
Wardaddy: I started this war killing Germans in Africa. Then France. Then Belgium. Now I'm killing Germans in Germany. It will end, soon. But before it does, a lot more people gotta die.
Wardaddy: If a man loves the world, the love of the Father ain't in him. For all in the eyes, the pride of life, is not of the Father. But of the world.
Boyd 'Bible' Swan: The world and its desires pass away. But he who does God's will lives forever.
Trini 'Gordo' Garcia: In France, we hit the beach right after D-Day and fought through all those fucking hedgerows. We finally broke out into open country. And bypassed all these Kraut divisions. We linked up with the Canadians and British and trapped an entire Kraut Army pulling back to Germany. We fucked them up. With planes and artillery. Dead Krauts and horses and busted up tanks and cars for miles. Miles. Your eyes see it but your head can't make no sense of it. We go in there. And for three whole days we shot wounded horses. All day long. Sun up to sundown. Putting down horses. Hot summer days. Ain't smelled nothing like it. The sound of it. Those fucking horses screaming. Black clouds of flies buzzing. Like being in a giant bee hive.
Trini 'Gordo' Garcia: Vamonos, cabron, vamonos.
Wardaddy: Hey, you want to talk Mexican? Join another tank, a Mexican tank. This is an American tank, we talk American.
Wardaddy: Next German you see with a weapon you rake the dog shit outta him, I don't care if it's a baby with a butter knife in one hand and momma's left titty in the other.
Trini 'Gordo' Garcia: Hey! Hey, start shooting!
Norman Ellison: But what do I shoot at?
Trini 'Gordo' Garcia: The Nazis, dumb fuck!
Norman Ellison: Sergeant Collier? I think I want to surrender.
Wardaddy: Please don't. They'll hurt you real bad. And kill you real bad.
Wardaddy: I won't ask you to do anything I haven't done myself.
Wardaddy: That's home. Do what you're told. And don't get too close to no one.
Wardaddy: I'll question him. What's your favorite color? You like chicken or beef? You a good dancer? You like fat girls?
Boyd 'Bible' Swan: You from Missouri?
Norman Ellison: No.
Trini 'Gordo' Garcia: You from Chicago?
Grady 'Coon-Ass' Travis: Nah, you're from Arkansas, ain't you?
Norman Ellison: No, I'm from Pittsburgh...
Grady 'Coon-Ass' Travis: Hey, hush up, man, nobody gives a fuck where you're from.
Trini 'Gordo' Garcia: She'll fuck you for a chocolate bar.
Norman Ellison: You see this right here? That is your heart line. You're gonna have one great love in your life.
Wardaddy: I know what I did. He's an SS. They're real assholes. I kill every SS I can. You'd seen what I seen you would too.
Grady 'Coon-Ass' Travis: Damn son, you're a fighting, fucking, drinking machine!
Wardaddy: Machine. That's it. That's your war name. I christen thee "Machine."
Norman Ellison: You're wounded.
Wardaddy: Sure am.
Norman Ellison: Sergeant Collier?
Wardaddy: My name's Don.
Norman Ellison: Sorry. Don?
Wardaddy: Yeah kid?
Norman Ellison: I'm scared.
Wardaddy: I'm scared too, son.
Wardaddy: I see it, it's a goddamn Tiger! Blow some fuckin' smoke in its face!
Wardaddy: You're an animal. A dog. All you understand is the fist and boot.
Irma: Where are you going?
Wardaddy: To take the next town. And the next one. Until you people quit.
Grady 'Coon-Ass' Travis: Norman, I'm sorry. You know? I think... I think you're a good man. That's what I think. I think maybe we ain't, but... I think you are. So, just... I wanted to tell you that.
Wardaddy: We're still in this fight! WE'RE STILL IN THIS FIGHT!
Wardaddy: I had the best Assistant Driver in the entire Ninth Army in that seat. Now I got you. I promised my crew a long time ago I'd keep them alive. You're getting in the way of that. It ain't like the newsreels up front.
Grady 'Coon-Ass' Travis: Well, we do get $1.35 a day, right? Best job I ever had!
Medic #2: [to a dazed Norman] Hey, you're a hero, buddy. You know that?
Wardaddy: We ain't never run before. Why we gonna run now?
Trini 'Gordo' Garcia: It's five against three hundred!
Wardaddy: See that? That's a whole city on fire. I bet that's where those bombers were heading. The dying's not done. The killing's not done.
Wardaddy: You think it can't get worse? It can. And it will.
Wardaddy: [Wardaddy throws Norman a gun] Boys, take him through that gun.
Grady 'Coon-Ass' Travis: Alright.
[Wardaddy turns and leaves]
Norman Ellison: What... what do I do with this?
[Travis smacks him across the head]
Grady 'Coon-Ass' Travis: Sit up. See that cover?
Norman Ellison: Yeah.
Grady 'Coon-Ass' Travis: Open it.
[Norman opens the cover]
Grady 'Coon-Ass' Travis: Now you killin. Close it up.
[Norman closes the cover]
Grady 'Coon-Ass' Travis: Now you ain't.
Wardaddy: Norman, open this goddamn hatch, you cocksucker!
Wardaddy: Bullshit! It's not ours. It's a Kraut high velocity gun. I can hear it whistling!
Title Card: In WW2 American tanks were outgunned and out armored by the more advanced German tanks. US tank crewmen suffered staggering losses against the superior enemy vehicles.
Title Card: It is April 1945. The Allies fight deep in the heart of Nazi Germany, encountering the most fanatical resistance yet. In desperation Hitler declares total war, mobilizing every man, woman and child...
Wardaddy: Boyd, you think Jesus loves Hitler?
Boyd 'Bible' Swan: Do I think Jesus loves Hitler? I'd assume so. If Hitler accepted Jesus into his heart and got baptized, he'd be saved. Ain't gonna save him from Man's justice.
Trini 'Gordo' Garcia: Don might be crazier than a shithouse rat, but he's solid. We've been together since before Africa. I won't fight with anybody else.
Boyd 'Bible' Swan: Me neither. There ain't no crew stayed together like we have, Norman. That's 'cause of him.
Grady 'Coon-Ass' Travis: First time we got shot at, down in North Africa? Don done shit his pants full! He stunk up the tank REAL loud!
Norman Ellison: I've never even seen the inside of a tank. I'm a clerk typist. Was heading to Fifth Corps HQ, and they pulled me off the truck. They sent me here. It's gotta be a mistake.
Grady 'Coon-Ass' Travis: Mistake? Army don't make mistakes. It wouldn't do.
Boyd 'Bible' Swan: I'm done tryin' to convert you heathens. You mind if I continue invading Germany?
Wardaddy: [Norman has just killed his first enemy soldiers] Norman. It wasn't nothin,' right?
Norman Ellison: Come again, Sergeant?
Wardaddy: Rubbin' out those Heinies. Splashed 'em real good. Wasn't nothin,' right?
Norman Ellison: [With an odd look in his eyes] Sure, Sergeant. Yeah, it wasn't nothin.' Fact, I kinda liked it.
Norman Ellison: Which... Which way is the front?
Boyd 'Bible' Swan: Which way is the front?
Boyd 'Bible' Swan: Hmm... All around us, kid.
Norman Ellison: First Sergeant Collier?
Wardaddy: [turns to face Norman] Maybe. What the fuck are you?
Norman Ellison: Private Ellison. I was told to report to you. I'm your new assistant driver.
Wardaddy: [takes a long look at Norman] No, you are not.
Norman Ellison: Yes, yes, I am...
Wardaddy: Goddammit! Who told you this?
Norman Ellison: [pointing] Master Sergeant with the clipboard...
Norman Ellison: [pointing] Right there, he...
Wardaddy: What's your name?
Norman Ellison: Norman.
Wardaddy: [pause] How long you been in the Army?
Norman Ellison: [breathes out] Eight weeks.
Wardaddy: [points to Fury] That's home. Do as you're told. Don't get too close to anyone.
Grady 'Coon-Ass' Travis: [Wardaddy kicks Coon-Ass in the back while Coon-Ass is working on the tank's electrics] Aah fuck! What the fuck you do that for? I'm tryin' ta fix it!
Wardaddy: You know why.
Grady 'Coon-Ass' Travis: You wanna fuggin' whoop me? It ain't gonna fuggin' help anything!
Wardaddy: [radio check] Probate Fox Six.
Grady 'Coon-Ass' Travis: I said, why you always whoopin' on me?
Wardaddy: Because you're an animal, a dog. All you understand is the fist and boot.
Boyd 'Bible' Swan: [kneeling over a gravely-wounded soldier] You're all right. Close your eyes, son. Close your eyes, son. Do you believe in Jesus?
Boyd 'Bible' Swan: You're all right, then... you're all right, then. I'm gonna pray with you, now. Our Father, Lord in Heaven, hallowed be Thy name. Thy kingdom come, They will be done, on Earth as it is in Heaven. Give us this day our daily bread, and forgive us our trespasses as we forgive those who trespass against us. Lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil. For the kingdom, the power and the glory. Forever and Ever, deal Lord. Amen.
Wardaddy: Keep walking. American lines are that way. Keep moving. Hands up high. There you go. Move.
Trini 'Gordo' Garcia: [notices Norman watching a pretty German refugee at the side of the road] She'll let you fuck her for a chocolate bar.
Norman Ellison: [Scoffs] That's not true.
Trini 'Gordo' Garcia: That's not true?
Norman Ellison: No.
Trini 'Gordo' Garcia: [shrugs] Okay. It's not true.
Grady 'Coon-Ass' Travis: It's completely fuggin' true!
Wardaddy: Norman! you cocksucker! why didn't you take the shot?
Norman Ellison: Because he was just a kid. I'm really sorry, I'm sorry sergeant
Wardaddy: [Grabs him by the helmet] You see what a kid can do? Look!
[Looks at Lt. Parkers Deceased Corpse]
Wardaddy: That's YOUR fault, That's your fuckin' fault. Next German you see with a weapon you rake the dog shit outta em'. I don't care if it's a baby with a butter knife in one hand and momma's titty in the other you chop him up!
Norman Ellison: Yes Sergeant!
[Wardaddy smacks him in the head]
Wardaddy: All tanks, this is Wardaddy, looks like I'm it. I'll lead the way.
Trini 'Gordo' Garcia: [Deleted scene] Our tanks are shitboxes. German guns punch through them like butter. We get hit, we're gonna burn, burn up fast. You see that hatch right behind you? We get hit, I'm gone, right through there. I'm not waiting for you, and I'm not helping you. Got that?
Norman Ellison: Yeah, I got it. Thank you.
Trini 'Gordo' Garcia: [Gordo is sifting though Norman's possessions] Where are your cigarettes?
Norman Ellison: I don't smoke.
Trini 'Gordo' Garcia: You're a bastard.
Grady 'Coon-Ass' Travis: [to German Soldiers] Like that mothafuckers!
Boyd 'Bible' Swan: Lord's protection!
Grady 'Coon-Ass' Travis: We got it, don't we, Boyd?
Boyd 'Bible' Swan: Yes, sir! Yes, sir!
Grady 'Coon-Ass' Travis: We got it. Norm mowed those fuckers down, didn't he?
Wardaddy: Good job, Norman.
Boyd 'Bible' Swan: Welcome to the Army, Norm!
Grady 'Coon-Ass' Travis: [to the tank] You did good. Ho Ho! Best job I ever had!
Boyd 'Bible' Swan: Best job I ever had!
Trini 'Gordo' Garcia: Best job I ever had!
Norman Ellison: [sighs] Best job I ever had.
Grady 'Coon-Ass' Travis: [Watching Red's headless corpse being carried away] Boyd? Hey, Boyd? The gonna send him home, right?
Boyd 'Bible' Swan: I don't know that, Grady,