Fowler Quotes in Jarhead (2005)


Fowler Quotes:

  • Fowler: [in showers, pointing at another marine] Hey, look! It's a cock, but smaller!

  • Cortez: I'm the midget, huh? Let's go you squishy-faced retard!

    Fowler: [dead serious] Don't you ever call me squishy-face!

  • Cortez: This is what life is about, boys!

    Fowler: She's a big bitch, Cortez!

    Cortez: She's not big, she's beautiful, and she's beautiful because she's pregnant! That's what life is about.

  • Lieutenant Colonel Kazinski: Good afternoon Marines!

    All Marines: Good afternoon, sir!

    Lieutenant Colonel Kazinski: Jesus Did you just land in a War Zone or a funeral parlor? Good afternoon Marines!

    All Marines: GOOD AFTERNOON, SIR!

    Lieutenant Colonel Kazinski: OOOO! I just felt my dick move!

    [All Marines are laughing]

    Lieutenant Colonel Kazinski: For those of you that don't know me, I am Lieutenant Colonel Kazinski, your battalion commander. We are now part of Operation Desert Shield, now just north of us, Saddam Hussein has got one million Iraqi soldiers, now some of those boys have been fighting since you were nine or ten years old, they are tough, they will stop at nothing, they've used nerve gas against the Iranians and the Kurds, here's a picture.

    [All marines are looking stunned and angered at the picture of a boy hit with nerve gas]

    Lieutenant Colonel Kazinski: Now I know what you're thinkin', you're thinkin' "let's kick ass! and take names! And end *this* shit, the day before yesterday!"

    All Marines: OORAH!

    Lieutenant Colonel Kazinski: But the bureaucrats have a lot of jaw bonin' to do, so for now these Iraqis who have raped and pillaged poor little Kuwait, are not yet in our gunsights. Our current mission is to protect the oil fields of our good friends in the Kingdom of Saud until further notice, and gentlemen, I'm talkin' a lot of oil, a LOT of oil, so you will hydrate, you will train, you will adjust to this desert, and you'll hydrate some more, and you will be ready, you will maintain a constant state of suspicious alertness, and one day soon, Saddam Hussein is gonna regret pullin' this sorry shit!

    [points to picture of boy]

    All Marines: OORAH!

    Fowler: We're gonna kick some Iraqi ass!

    Lieutenant Colonel Kazinski: Hahaha! What did you say?

    Fowler: We're gonna kick some Iraqi ass, SIR!

    Lieutenant Colonel Kazinski: Oh hell, son, you're gonna win the Medal of Honor all by your self! what's the rest of my battalion gonna do?

    All Marines: Kick some Iraqi ass!

    Lieutenant Colonel Kazinski: You know what? I think it's time for me to retire... I can't hear a FUCKIN' THING!

    All Marines: [All the Marines in the tent rise as one] KICK SOME IRAQI ASS!

    Lieutenant Colonel Kazinski: Oh, boys, I just got a hard on!

  • Fowler: [referring to his weapon] You guys should see what the 40 does to the head of a fucking camel!

    Troy: What does the 40 do to the head of a camel, Fowler?

    Fowler: It turns the head inside out in about three fucking knots.

  • Fowler: Pushy Americans, always showing up late for every war. Overpaid, oversexed, and over here.

  • Rocky: You see, flying takes three things: Hard work, perseverance and... hard work.

    Fowler: You said hard work twice!

    Rocky: That's because it takes twice as much work as perseverance.

  • Fowler: Increase velocity!

    Babs: What does that mean?

    Bunty: It means pedal your flippin' giblets out!

  • [Fowler is forced to share his bunk with Rocky]

    Fowler: Absolutely outrageous! Asking a senior officer to share his quarters. And with a noncommissioned Yank, no less. Why, back in my day, I'd never...

    Rocky: Hey! You weren't exactly *my* first choice, either. And scoot over. Your wing's on my side of the bunk.

    Fowler: *Your* side of the bunk? The *whole bunk* is my side of the bunk!

    Rocky: [snapping back] Just... What's that smell? Is that your breath?

    Fowler: It's absolutely outrageous.

  • Rocky: What's happening? What's going on?

    Babs: They took Ginger, Mr. Rhodes! They're taking her to the chop!

    Fowler: Well, what are you waiting for, laddie? Fly over there. Save her!

    Rocky: Of course - No, No! That's just what they'd expect. But I say, we give them the old element of surprise.

    Fowler: [chuckling] And catch Jerry with his trousers down. I like the sound of that; what's the plan?

    Rocky: The plan... um, the plan. The plan! Uh - Babs, give me that thing. Bunty, give me a boost.

  • Fowler: [of Rocky] I don't like the look of this one. His eyes are too close together.

    Ginger: Fowler, please.

    Fowler: And he's a Yank.

  • Ginger: But you're supposed to be up there - you're the pilot.

    Fowler: Don't be ridiculous. I can't fly this contraption.

    Ginger: Back in your day? The Royal Air Force?

    Fowler: 644 Squadron, Poultry Division - we were the mascots.

    Ginger: You mean you never actually *flew* the plane?

    Fowler: Good heavens, no! I'm a chicken! The Royal Air Force doesn't let chickens behind the controls of a complex aircraft.

  • [the plane reels as Mrs. Tweedy hangs on to it]

    Fowler: Great Scott, what was that?

    Mac: A cling-on, Cap'n, and the engines can't take it.

  • Fowler: We need more power.

    Mac: I cannot work miracles, cap'n. We're giving her all she's got.

  • [repeated line]

    Fowler: Why, back in my RAF days...

  • Fowler: Cock-a-doodle-doo! What, what.

  • [Fowler is hesitant about piloting the Crate]

    Ginger: Fowler, you *have* to fly it. You're always talking about "back in your day"; well, *today* is your day.

    [extends to Fowler his medal]

    Bunty: You can do it, you old sausage.

    Fowler: [stares at the medal for a moment, takes it, and salutes Ginger] Wing Commander T.I. Fowler, reporting for duty.

  • Fowler: Good grief! The turnip's bought it!

  • [walking in on a jazz party]

    Fowler: Now see here! I, I don't recall authorising a hop!

    Bunty: Oh, shut up and dance!

  • Fowler: Keep pedaling! We're not there yet! You can't see paradise if you don't pedal!

  • Fowler: [Admiring Miriam] That's what I call a proper woman - which that is to say - not proper at all.

  • Fowler: I have half a mind to ask Barclay for permission to beat you!

    Tommy Judd: Well, you've half a mind. We can all agree on that.

  • Fowler: Are you trying to be clever or something?

    Tommy Judd: I don't have to try, I am clever.

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