Sgt. Mulcahy Quotes in Glory (1989)

Colonel Robert G. Shaw: Sgt. Mulcahy!

Sgt. Mulcahy: Sir!

Colonel Robert G. Shaw: I have no doubt you a fair man, Mulcahy. I wonder if you are treating the men a little hard.

[Sgt. Mulcahy pauses]

Colonel Robert G. Shaw: You may speak freely.

Sgt. Mulcahy: The boy is a friend of yours, is he?

Colonel Robert G. Shaw: Yes, we grew up together

Sgt. Mulcahy: Let him grow up some more.

Sgt. Mulcahy: Left! Right! Left!

Sgt. Mulcahy: [to Sharts]

Sgt. Mulcahy: What the hell are you doing, boy? Don't you know your right from your left?

Sharts: N-n-no, sah.

Sgt. Mulcahy: No? How many here do not know right from left?

Sgt. Mulcahy: [Half a dozen hands are raised. Mutters] Jesus have pity.

Sgt. Mulcahy: [Smacks Sharts in the chest] THIS is your FRONT!

Sgt. Mulcahy: [slaps his back]

Sgt. Mulcahy: THIS is your REAR!

Sgt. Mulcahy: [stomps on his right foot]

Sgt. Mulcahy: THIS is your RIGHT!

Sgt. Mulcahy: [goes to stomp on his left foot]

Sgt. Mulcahy: And THIS...!

Sharts: [Sharts lifts his foot out of the way]

Sgt. Mulcahy: Now you're learnin', boy-o!

Sgt. Mulcahy: You are ugly Mexican-African fuckin' whores!

[watching Searles practice with his bayonet]

Sgt. Mulcahy: Oh, what do we have here? Bonnie Prince Charley and his toy bayonet! You're not reading your books now. Stab me.

Cpl. Thomas Searles: What?

Sgt. Mulcahy: Stab-me.

[Searles comes at him gingerly and Mulcahy slaps it away]

Sgt. Mulcahy: I said STAB, not TICKLE! Come on, you prissy little schoolgirl! You're the worst soldier in this whole company, now HIT ME!

[Searles comes at him again, Mulcahy disarms him and slams the rifle butt into his stomach, then his face. Searles falls to the ground, writing in pain and sobbing]

Sgt. Mulcahy: No shame, son, get up... I SAID GET UP!

Trip: Nigger forgot to duck, that's all!

Colonel Robert G. Shaw: Sergeant, deal with that man!

Sgt. Mulcahy: [berating Private Trip] You half-wit black bastard! Did they truly cut your balls off at birth? I'm gonna work on you, you bastard, until I get you broken.

Sgt. Mulcahy: [mocking Searles' manner of walking] Oh, look at this, Bonnie Prince Charlie! Are you a gentleman? Are you a member of Congress or something? Or are you the bloody Prince of Africa?

[Searles looks at the sergeant indignantly]

Sgt. Mulcahy: Don't look at me, look straight ahead! I'll eat your ass up, boyo!

Major Forbes: [observing the drill with Shaw] You know, the Irish are not noted for their fondness for the colored.