Buddusky Quotes in The Last Detail (1973)

[a woman hears Meadows chanting and invites him to a party]

Meadows: Drop your socks and grab your cocks, we're going to a party.

Buddusky: If this kid gets pussy out of this, I'll eat my fucking flat hat, man.

Buddusky: He don't stand a chance in Portsmouth, you know. You know that, don't you? Goddamn grunts, kickin' the shit outta him for eight years... he don't stand a chance.

Mulhall: I don't want to hear about it.

Buddusky: 'Maggot' this, 'maggot' that... Marines are really assholes, you know that? It takes a certain kind of a sadistic temperament to be a Marine.

Meadows: [looking at porn] Are they really doing that when they take that picture?

Buddusky: [pause] Well kid, there's more things in this life than you can possibly imagine. I knew a whore once in Wilmington. She had a glass eye... used to take it out and wink people off for a dollar.

Marine O.D.: [in bathroom at bus station] Sailor looks like he's lost something.

Marine: Probably has trouble finding it with those thirteen buttons.

Buddusky: If I was a Marine, I wouldn't have to fuck with no thirteen buttons. I'd just take my hat off.

Meadows: If you're Catholic, do you think it's, uh, sacrilegious to chant?

Buddusky: Did it get you laid?

Meadows: No.

Buddusky: Then Meadows, what the fuck do you want to go on chanting for?

Mulhall: Chant your ass off, kid. But any pussy you get in this world, you gonna have to pay for, one way or another.

Buddusky: Hallelujah!

[Meadows has just prematurely ejaculated]

Buddusky: You wanna try it again, kid?

Meadows: Yeah.

Buddusky: [to prostitute] Okay, honey.

Mulhall: Don't worry about it, kid... plenty more where that came from.

Buddusky: We got all night, kid.

Buddusky: Boy, they really stuck it to ya, didn't they, kid! Stick it in and break it off. Up your giggy with a wah-wah brush, stick it in an' break it off.

Buddusky: One time... when I was... Oh Jesus Christ...! A friend of mine was looking for me... and I was up on top of his car and I pissed on his head... just being crazy, you know what I mean?

Mulhall: Don't you get crazy with me!

Nichiren Shoshu Leader: Welcome to a Nichiren Shoshu discussion meeting! Tonight throughout the city there are actually - there are hundreds of meetings like this going on, where people are learning about Nam-myoho-renge-kyo and Gohonzon!

Meadows: [to Budduskey] What's a "gohonzon"?

Buddusky: Shhh. I'll tell ya 'bout it later.

Buddusky: [listening to Nichiren Shoshu members singing a happy song]

Buddusky: Why does all of this make me feel so fucking bad?

Buddusky: Could ya melt the cheese on there for the Chief?

Buddusky: [Budduskey's response to a woman's sarcastic remark about his navy uniform] You know what I like most about this uniform? The way it makes your dick look.

Buddusky: Take it easy, Meadows, you're makin' Mulhouse hungry.

Buddusky: Y'know, kid... you got a helluva knack for killin' a conversation.

Buddusky: [after about a case of beer] I would like to drink a toast to Batman... Shuperman... and the Human Torch. AH-HA-HA!

Buddusky: Heineken? Why it's the finest beer in the world! President Kennedy used to drink it!

Buddusky: Welcome to the wonderful world of pussy, kid.

Mulhall: We'd better catch that train.

Buddusky: We still got time for a beer.

Mulhall: Now wait a minute, man...

Meadows: I ain't old enough.

Buddusky: Ain't old enough for what?

Meadows: For a beer.

Buddusky: Everybody's old enough for a beer. Ain't that right, Mule?

Mulhall: Yeah.

Buddusky: He looks like a goddamn big penguin, don't he?

Mulhall: You ever been married?

Buddusky: Not so you'd notice.

Meadows: After... after... well maybe it was an act for her. I mean I know she was a whore. But I think she liked me.

Buddusky: They got feelings just like everybody else, kid; she probably did.

Meadows: Well, it was real for me. That's what counts.

Meadows: Hey, you guys mind if I say somethin'? That guy at the bar, why did you get so mad at him? I don't blame him not givin' me a beer.

Buddusky: Hey, don't you never get mad at nobody?

Meadows: Well, sure I do, yeah.

Mulhall: Who do you get mad at?

Meadows: Not at somebody who's doing their job.

Buddusky: Who, then?

Meadows: Injustice.

Buddusky: Bullshit! You never get mad at nobody. You're just a pussy!

Meadows: I do too get mad.

Mulhall: Did you ever get mad at the old man for what he done to you?

Meadows: Well, he was just...

Buddusky: ...doin' his job. Hey, they're gonna take eight years outta your life, man.

Meadows: Six years. You said six!

Buddusky: Hey, what the fuck difference does it make? You don't even care about it.

Mulhall: Come on, Badass, that don't help him.

Buddusky: Fuck help, fuck fair! Fuck injustice! Don't you ever just wanna fuckin' whomp and stomp on someone, bite off their ear, just to do it...? I mean just to do it, just to get it out of your system?

Mulhall: [At the very end, watching Meadows ice skate in an empty park] He sure is havin' a good time.

Buddusky: And you said he didn't have it in him!

Meadows: I do remember something I got mad at. Something when I was in the brig, a Marine did.

Buddusky: What happened? Grunts beat you up?

Meadows: Yeah... but that didn't get me mad.

Buddusky: Well, goddamn it, what *did* get you mad?

Meadows: This Marine guard... he asked me if I believed in Jesus Christ. And I said, "Yeah." And he said that from now on, *he* was Jesus Christ, and I shouldn't ever forget it.

Buddusky: What did you do? Did you hit him?

Meadows: Now can you imagine that? That's awful!

Buddusky: Did you cold-cock him?

Meadows: He better hope the Chaplain don't catch him at that.

Mulhall: Shit... most of the Navy Chaplains I know, they want to stand up on the bridge with the old man and look through aviator sunglasses.

Meadows: Mule... it takes a lot of dedication to be a Chaplain in the Navy.

Mulhall: It don't take diddly-shit, man!

Buddusky: [to the taxi driver, as they all get into a cab] How they treatin' you, partner?

Taxi Driver: Fine, sailor. Where to?

Buddusky: Oh, just down the road...

Buddusky: [after a pause] Well, hell, let me tell you what we really want. You look honest. I think I can trust you. We're, uh... we're in transit, the three of us, see? And, uh, well, we could really use the services of a decent whorehouse, know what I mean? One that don't hate G.I.s?

Buddusky: [as the taxi driver remains silent] Sizable tip in it for ya'...

Taxi Driver: Save the tip. I get it at the other end.

Buddusky: Hey, thanks a lot!

Mulhall: [Mulhall and Buddusky are making small talk, waiting for Meadows who is being serviced by a prostitute] You ever been married?

Buddusky: Not so you'd notice.

Buddusky: [after a pause] Yeah... once. A little girl in Torrance. You know where that is?

Mulhall: Huh uh.

Buddusky: It's near San Pedro on the way to Terminal Island, you know?

Buddusky: Dottie Brown... She had great tits, and wore angora sweaters all the time. She wanted me to go to trade school and become a TV repair man. Driving around in all that smog and shit, fixing TVs out of the back of a VW bus.

Buddusky: [looking depressed] I just couldn't do it.

Mulhall: I don't know what I woulda' done without the Navy.

Buddusky: Yeah... I guess we're just a couple of lifers.

Mulhall: Yeah.

Mulhall: [They're in a bar; Buddusky is competing in a darts game for money] You gotta' help me get Buddusky outta' here. He's bettin' with our travel money.

Meadows: [looks up at the scoreboard] He's losing, too.

Mulhall: Yeah!

Buddusky: [Buddusky comes back over to their table] Now, don't worry about a thing. I'm hustling this guy, understand? I got him right where I want him.

Meadows: Well, maybe he's hustling *you*?

Buddusky: Yeah, maybe he is, but, uh, this is not the time to argue about it, because if I don't win, we don't leave New York, huh? Ha ha ha...

Mulhall: [looks exasperated, shaking his head] Fourteen years... fourteen motherfucking years.

Mulhall: [They look confusedly at a big pile of shoes and boots inside the foyer of the Nichiren Shoshu discussion meeting] Well, what are we gonna' do?

Meadows: Take off your shoes.

Buddusky: [grins at Mulhall] Must be one of them Jap joints where we gotta' take off all our shoes. Know what I mean?

Buddusky: [Scoffing, after they've left the Nichiren Shoshu discussion meeting] Jesus, huh? What a bunch of candy-asses.

Mulhall: Ever hear such happy horseshit?

Buddusky: That one guy was a big homo, heh?

Meadows: Yeah, but you guys, he sure was a *happy* homo.