Passengers arriving on Philippine Airlines flight 118,
welcome to Manila International Airport.
Hey.
Hey, kid!
- Are you Zack? - Yes, sir.
I'm Byron. Nice to meet you.
- Come on, let's get your bags, OK? - Yes, sir.
Take your jacket off, kid. It's hot here.
This is the PI, the Philippine Islands.
Zack, I'm sorry about what happened to your mom.
It must have been pretty rough.
I would have called you a lot sooner, but I was out at sea.
I've been calling you for four months.
That's what I'm trying to tell you. I was out at sea for four months.
All right, kid. These are your mama-sans, Tiki and Maria.
Hello, Byron.
I want you to meet somebody.
This is my son, Zack. Tiki, say hello.
Zack - Tiki and Maria.
- Hi, Zack. - Hi, Zack.
I'm at sea three weeks of every month.
When I'm back in port,
I don't have time for this daddy stuff.
That's OK, sir.
You don't understand. I'm too old for this.
I don't care what the Navy says. This is no place for kids.
Like I said on the telephone, you're better off in Virginia.
- I'm never going back! - Maybe that's not for you to say!
God dammit! Don't look at me that way!
What happened to your mother had nothing to do with me.
It did! You said you'd come back! You promised!
That's what she said? That's a female lie. That's bullshit!
I found your letters and read them after she did it!
You said you loved her, and she believed you!
You're a liar!
Hurry, grow up, boy. I'll wait for you. Cherry boy.
You want to go to school? I'll teach you nice.
Chicken feet, monkey meat. Come on, you buy.
You buy. Monkey meat. You buy.
Hey, sailor. What ship are you from?
Hey! What are you doing?
Big spender, give us some money.
- I don't have any. - Get it out!
No!
Leave me alone!
Leave me alone.
Holy shit.
Watch it. I got to heave.
Jesus Christ.
Give me a towel.
Pretty fuckin' wild.
Holy shit.
Not as wild as that night we banged those three stewardesses in Manila.
Bet you didn't get it on like that in that jerkwater college of yours.
How long you going to hang around Seattle?
Get ready. This one will blow you away.
Nothing you do is ever going to surprise me.
- Tell me. - I joined the Navy.
- You joined the Navy? - That's right, I did.
I'm on my way to Port Rainier,
this officer's training school over there.
- What for? - Jets. I want to fly jets.
This place is only a couple of hours from here.
Maybe you'll want to visit me sometime, right?
- Who put that idea in your head? - Nobody. Just come to me.
What's so funny?
You, man. lt's like saying you're running for president.
Christ, look at yourself.
Officers don't have tattoos.
- Look, I'll see you, man, all right? - Yeah.
- Zack, come on, don't be pissed off. - I'm not pissed off.
You are pissed off. I'm on your side.
I don't want to see you do something you'll regret.
You got to give up six fucking years of your life if you want to fly.
Six fucking years, with the most uptight assholes on earth.
Officers aren't like you and me. They're a different breed.
This sounds like you're afraid you might have to salute me someday.
Why would I be afraid to salute you?
I don't know. It sounds that way.
You want some fatherly bullshit - a pat on the back.
From you? No. No.
Thanks for my graduation present, Byron. See you around.
Don't go away mad. Hey, babe. Zack! Come on.
Zack!
Fall in!
I said fall in, you slimy worms!
Put your toes on that chalk line!
I said put your toes on the chalk line, you slimy worms!
I don't believe what I'm seeing.
Where you been all your lives, at an orgy?
Listening to Mick Jagger music and bad-mouthing your country, I'll bet.
Stop eyeballing me. You're not worthy to look your superiors in the eye.
Use your peripheral vision. Understand?
Yes, sir.
When I say "understand", I want the group to say, "Yes, sir!"
- Understand? - Yes, sir!
I know why most of you are here.
I'm not stupid.
Before you get to sell what we teach you over at United Airlines,
got to give the Navy six years of your life, sweet pea.
Lots of things can happen in six years. Another war could come up.
If you're too peaceful a person to napalm an enemy village,
where there are women and children, I'm going to find that out.
- Understand? - Yes, sir!
Hi, son.
How you doing, sarge?
- What did you call me? - Beg your pardon?
What did you call me, boy?
- Sarge. - Before that.
Nothing before that.
You said, "How are you?" A ewe is a female sheep.
- Is that what you think I am, boy? - No.
- No, sir! - No, sir.
- Louder, sweet pea! - No, sir!
You want to fuck me? That's why you called me a ewe?
- Are you a queer? - Hell no, sir!
- Where you from, boy? - Oklahoma City, Oklahoma, sir.
Only two things come out of Oklahoma.
Steers and queers.
Which one are you, boy?
I don't see no horns. You must be a queer.
No, sir.
Stop whispering. You're giving me a hard-on.
No, sir!
You laughing at me, dickbrain?
No, sir!
Stop eyeballing me,
or I'll rip your eyeballs out and skullfuck you to death.
Yes, sir!
What's your name, boy?
Mayo. Zack Mayo, sir!
How did you slip into this programme?
I didn't know the Navy was so hard up.
You got an injury there, Mayo?
Not exactly, sir.
Hey, this is really wonderful work. Where did you get this, Mayo?
Subic Base, Philippines, sir.
Thought I recognised the work.
Be proud of them wings.
They're the only ones you're going to leave here with, Mayo-nnaise!
- What's your name, boy? - Emiliano Santos Della Serra, sir.
You don't say? You a college boy, Della Serra?
Yes, sir! Math major, sir.
Graduated from Texas tech with honours, sir!
I see.
You see this cane, Della Serra?
See the notches near the handle?
There's a notch for every college puke like you that I got to DOR.
That's Drop On Request from this program.
The first one I'm going to call out of this class is you, Emiliano.
I expect to lose half of you before I'm finished.
I will use every means necessary, fair and unfair,
to trip you up, to expose your weaknesses as a potential aviator
and as a human being, understand?
Yes, sir!
The price at the other end is a flight education worth $1 million!
But first, you got to get past me!
Hey, Paula! It's 5:00!
Where's the goddamn whistle?
Oh, shit!
Come on, Paula. Let's go! Turn that thing off!
Next!
Oh, shit.
What is that?
This is my idea of an ass bandit.
Wait till the girls see you, scrotumhead.
Scrotumhead!
Think that's funny, don't you, boy?
Not all the obstacles that can trip you up are on this base.
Let me tell you something about the local girls.
Ever since there's been a base here,
there's been what you'd call the Puget Sound Debs.
The poor girls come across the sound on the ferry every weekend
with just one thing in mind,
and that's to marry themselves a naval aviator.
A Puget Deb will tell you,
"Don't you worry about contraceptives.
"I've got that all taken care of."
Don't believe it, sweet pea.
A Puget Deb will do anything and say anything to trap you.
I know this sounds silly,
especially in this so-called modern age,
but you scuzzy college pukes should watch out, because they're out there,
and you, sweet peas, are the answer to their dream!
Hurry up! On the double!
You lard asses, I'm going to fix you!
Get up in there!
Quick! On the double, Mayonnaise!
Come on, Seeger.
Little girl poopies to the left, boys to the right!
Come on, let's go!
What a motley bunch! Get in there!
All right, quick! On the double!
OK, here we go.
How's it going?
You got to be kidding.
How do they expect me to get down there?
One of you guys want to switch bunks?
- They're assigned bunks, man. - I don't think we can.
Hey, Daniels, you're in there.
Who the hell is that guy?
That's your mom and dad for the next 13 weeks.
Fall out! Get outside! On the double! Come on out here!
Quick! Out the door! On the double!
Quick! Quick! Quick!
More! More! More! More!
Give me 50.
Give me 50. Count them!
Think there's any truth to what he said about those girls, Puget Debs?
- Sure. - Still?
Yeah. Should have warned you scuzzy female types about the Puget Dudes.
They say they're wearing rubbers, but there's a hole bitten in the bottom.
Very funny, Mayo...
Seeger, Mayo, Worley! Got enough energy to run them sewers,
get over there and give me 50! On the double! Right now!
All right, poopie asses, get your faces on down there!
You women better not expect special privileges!
You think flying a plane is just sitting on a chair pushing buttons?
Looks like you need a little upper-body strength, Seeger!
All right, all right, get up.
Get up!
Step out!
Get back in line! You watch!
Pilots off the Lexington should be getting to the Officers Club now.
You sure got the timetable down, Lynette.
After three years, you learn all the tricks.
Did you see that bodacious set of tatas?
I brought the records the social committee asked for.
You didn't come all this way...
You're pissing me off, boys!
38...
39...
The Blue Angels will be in soon. I'll introduce you if you like.
- Bye for now. - Bye, bye.
Far fucking out!
I've been wanting to meet one of those Blue Angels!
Look at those poopies. Those poor guys.
See you when you get liberty!
It grows out about an inch by then!
Ain't gonna be no liberty for you. You'll be going home before then.
Start from one again!
1 ...
2...
Flyin' low and feelin' mean!
Spot a family by the stream!
Pickle a pair and hear 'em scream!
Cos napalm sticks to kids!
- That's disgusting! - What are you doing here?
Am I threatening you?
Send you to war, you'll get your ass shot down.
Wouldn't mind being the first woman to fly fighters in combat.
- Go in my place. Jets? - All the way.
- Mayo? - Jets.
Only two go to jets. Who's going with me?
- Me! - Me!
Talking in the ranks again.
You three just added 2 miles to this little hike...for everybody.
Come on! Let's go!
Family of gooks are sittin' in a ditch!
Little baby suckin' on his mama's tit!
Chemical firms don't give a shit!
That napalm sticks to kids!
Get up here! Up those stairs!
Let's go! Come on!
Move, move, move!
Move it up here!
Come on, let's go!
Come on, let's go! Go!
Get up here! Move!
Get up here!
Move it, candy pants!
Double it up! Double it up! Move on!
All right, everybody, up! Up on your feet!
I don't want to see nothing coming out your mouths either!
Let's get in shape around here! Stand straight up!
Get out of the way!
Lift your head and hold it high!
The best in the regiment is runnin' on by!
That could be you at the end of 13 weeks... Those who might survive!
You don't deserve to look at them!
Della Serra, turn you back!
You are without a doubt
the most pathetic class I've ever been assigned to!
You big chump. Four weeks, and you still can't shine a damn buckle.
Shoot me a Kotex, buddy.
Be careful where you stick that.
- Five minutes to inspection, Mayo. - Where's your money?
Boonies.
You better hope Foley never finds out about that.
Hey, Perryman.
Look what I got here, man.
Look at that. Look at them buckles.
Look good, huh?
10 bucks. 15 for the boonies.
Who's got 10 bucks?
I spend every penny keeping my old lady and kid in that motel.
You're breaking my heart, Perryman.
Who's doing this for you?
Some enlisted guy, right?
- Hey, tell me something. - Watch the sheets, man.
Is that piss-ass piece of change you're making
worth all of us getting kicked out of here on an honours violation?
I don't see anybody else complaining about it, Perryman.
Excuse me.
Ready? Go!
Look out, Worley, coming through.
- The hell you say, son. - Here I come.
I'm putting my name on that wall.
Underneath mine.
Fuck!
Give me the rope!
Shit!
God damn, Mayonnaise!
2:25. Not bad...for a beginner.
Piece of cake.
Let's go! Come on, Schneider!
Come on, Schneider!
Let's go! Let's go!
Kick ass!
Let's go! You guys are bringing up the rear!
You ain't getting out of here till you get over that wall, Seeger!
- I'll make it, sir! - Hurry up!
Come on. Get over there!
You really want to be a man, Seeger?
You one of those girls didn't get enough of daddy's attention
cos he really wanted a son, Seeger?
That's it. That's what'll beat you every time, Seeger -
your mental attitude is that of a female.
Deep down under all that bullshit
you're still thinking like a second-class citizen, aren't you?
You can never give orders to men!
Walk around.
Walk around, sugar britches.
Bernoulli's equation gives us the total amount of energy
contained in the air flow.
"P" is static pressure in pounds per square foot.
"RHO" is air density in slugs per cubic foot,
and velocity is in feet per second.
2,000 pounds per square foot...
Let's see them.
What about the buckles?
OK. All right. 20 bucks, right?
Hey, bud.
Beat it.
What are you laughing about?
- I thought that's how you did it. - Did what?
Come on, Santy Claus.
You won't tell anybody, will you?
Not if you make it worth my while. Free boonies for the duration.
That's fair.
Tell you what... you get me through aerodynamics,
you can write your own ticket, my friend.
You got a deal.
George Jones, where are you when we need you most?
Hey, 2:00. Moving in. Della Serra.
Radar's up. Scoping the target area.
Zero in. Slick it back.
Who'll be the lucky Deb? Is it the blonde? The brunette?
Score! He got her.
My God, check Perryman.
Five years of marriage, still in love.
That's what life's all about.
Hey, Seeger!
Remember those bodacious tatas and her pal?
Right there they are, bud.
We ought to do something about it.
Captain Graves, so nice to meet you. The boys speak so highly of you.
Lynette, he has several people to meet.
- I'm so sorry. - Captain Rufferwell.
Mrs Rufferwell!
Hello, Captain.
How are you? Nice to meet you.
Could you introduce us to these two young ladies, please?
Paula, Lynette.
Miss Paula Pokrifki,
Miss Lynette Pomeroy,
may I present Officer Candidate Sid Worley
and Officer Candidate Zachary Mayo.
Well, I hope you have a good time.
We already met.
We did?
You said it would grow an inch by now.
- That was you guys? - Yeah.
Would you like to dance?
Sure.
It's grown out more than an inch, pal.
Would you like to get a drink?
Sure.
Let's go.
What kind of a name is Pokrifki?
Polish. What kind of a name is Mayo?
Italian. My mom was Irish.
No, thank you.
I think I got her ears.
The rest is all wop.
Where are you from, Mayo the wop?
Everywhere, nowhere...
Paula the Polack.
Seriously.
Seriously. Seriously...
My father's a rear admiral, seventh fleet.
You're kidding.
We lived in ports all over the world...
- Kathmandu...Moscow, Nairobi. - Really?
I've never been out of Washington.
Wait a minute. You're kidding me, right?
We don't have any naval bases in Moscow.
- No. - No. I didn't think so.
So...you got a girl, Mayo the wop?
No.
I ain't looking for one either.
What are you looking for?
I've heard about these girls who come here looking for a husband.
- Not me. - Yeah? Why are you here?
To meet interesting people, improve myself.
What do you do, go to school?
No, I got a job.
I work over at National Paper. It's a real good job.
I'm going to save enough money, travel.
Think I'd like to go to Moscow.
You been through the Dilbert Dunker yet?
No, but my father and brother made it through.
I guess I can, too.
Is your brother a flier?
He was. He got killed.
- Vietnam? - Yeah.
My brother died over there, too.
He wasn't a flier though.
I was only 12 when it happened.
I don't remember that much about him.
I sure remember Tommy.
Mind if we talk about something else?
We don't have to talk about anything at all.
Do you think you'll make it to getting your wings?
Who knows? Guys a lot smarter than me been dropping out like flies.
You got to say you're going to do it.
Got to programme yourself. It'll happen.
You've just got to see yourself making it.
I read this article in Cosmo about that.
I swear.
Paula...you are a very, very pretty girl.
Do you want to go somewhere else?
Come on.
Fall out, Worley.
Something tells me you girls have been here before.
Whatever gave you that idea?
Stop it! You're going to ruin it.
I'm sorry.
I'll do it.
You sure this is OK?
Don't worry. I'll respect you in the morning.
You're crazy, girl.
You'll respect me!
Couldn't wait to get out of there.
- Didn't you like the band? - Not much.
You didn't like Tie a Yellow Ribbon?
I thought their rendition's...
Let's go down to the beach.
That sounds good.
Squad, halt!
Fall out!
Look at Foley. Do you believe it?
Showboat.
All right. Listen up.
I'm the base martial arts instructor.
Those of you in 1-5 must desist thinking of me
as the drill instructor for now.
Just think of me...as the enemy.
Do you believe this guy?
May I have a volunteer, please?
Daniels.
How about you? Get up here quick.
Put him in the hospital.
He can't touch me. It's against the law.
- Kick his ass. - Come on, Topper!
Come on up here, son.
Hang tough, buddy!
Hello, pussy.
How bad do you want to survive?
This Officer Candidate doesn't understand the question, sir.
Let's see if I can clarify it a little bit.
Want to survive enough to stop me, pussy,
or are you relying on my generosity, my love of humanity,
to stop me from killing you?
I...breathe.
Break loose.
Break loose!
I...can't...breathe.
Get away from here!
You're not hurt. I could have killed you.
Move off.
Get out of here!
Hurry up. Get back to your seat!
You think I was harsh on your classmate, don't you?
Wait until you get shot down behind enemy lines somewhere,
and the only thing between you and a POW Camp
is what you learn from me.
Now that I got your attention,
we shall proceed with the class.
God, I hope she shows.
She's going to show. She will show.
A rich, socialite Okie like you ought to be a big catch around here.
Hey, I ain't rich.
- You're an officer's kid. - So what?
Man, I spent six years
living right on top of the raunchiest whorehouse in the PI.
"You want numbah one fucky-fucky?
"Long time, short time. $10! Cheap-cheap!"
10 bucks?
"10 dollah. 10 dollah!"
Lynette, honey, how's it hanging?
Don't drool on her, boy.
- Hey, ladies. - Hi.
Pansy-ass flyboys.
I remember you. Mayo the wop.
Yep, that's me.
It's good to see you.
I was looking forward to it.
- Me, too. - Really?
Yeah.
Excuse me.
You guys want to just hang out here, or can I suggest an alternate plan?
Like pick up a bottle and go to the motel?
Just like that, yeah.
What do you think?
I'll vote for a motel.
My kind of group.
Troy, here they come.
Well! Make way for the warmongers.
What did you call us?
I called you a warmonger. Ain't that what you are?
Yeah, right.
I just want to ask you something.
What do you want?
You rich college boys come strutting around in your ice cream outfits
like you own the goddamned place.
- I mean, who do you think you are? - I don't want to fight you.
I do not want to fight. Go back inside and cool down.
I ain't finished talking, sailor boy!
Get him, Troy.
Oh, God.
Back off, man. That's enough, man.
Holy shit! Check his nose!
He broke his nose, man.
- You asshole! - Faggot!
Come on, come on.
God! I never seen anything like that in my life.
Did you see his nose?
Lynette, will you just shut up until we get to the motel? Please?
Well, excuse me for living.
Asshole!
I should have walked away.
Zack, he didn't give you a choice.
A man's always got a choice.
Where did you learn to fight?
I don't want to talk about it.
All right.
It wouldn't kill you to open up to me.
What do you want? You want to fuck?
Come here. Take your clothes off. I'll give you a good fuck.
Where's that coming from?
- Get on the bed. - I wouldn't fuck you now...
Then get the hell out!
Who do you think you're talking to?
I'm not some whore you brought in here.
I'm trying to be your friend, Zack.
Then be a friend. Get out of here.
Fine. Fine.
Man, you ain't nothing special.
No manners. You treat women like whores.
If you ask me, you got no chance of being no officer.
It's OK.
It's all right.
I'm sorry.
- Are you hungry? - Yeah. Yeah, I'm starved.
- Skivvies? - Pretty sexy, huh?
- Sporty. - Control yourself, baby.
Good!
Look, Paula...
I try real hard not to fool anybody about who I am, what I want.
I know who you are and what you want.
And what do you want?
I want a good time until you leave.
That's it?
Hey!
- Last night was incredible. - I thought so, too.
- Zack, am I your fantasy? - What?
I'm not getting serious on you.
I dare you not to fall in love with me.
How can you resist? I'm like candy.
You're better than candy.
It's going to be hard to get enough, very hard.
Very hard!
You're getting feisty on me, you little polack.
You cocky polack!
What do you do with a girl when you're through with her?
You say something or just disappear?
I never had a girl.
I forgot to thank you for breakfast.
Any time, sailor.
Heads up, Perryman. When you hit the water,
you might get the wind knocked out of you. Don't panic.
You've got a second and a half
before the cage is completely underwater and upside down.
Go, Joe!
Now, the most important thing is to watch your bubbles.
When that cage flips upside down, you'll be disoriented.
You won't know what your bearings are, like Perryman down there.
The bubbles determine which way is up.
All right, time's up. Go down for him.
This is what happens if you panic.
You can die there, and this is a pool.
Out in the pacific, you won't have a frogman to save your ass.
Totally unsatisfactory, Perryman.
Do it again.
Two more chances to make it, or you're out.
All right. Next!
Hold it. Change in order.
Mayo...since you're hotshot of the week, you're next.
Aye, aye, sir.
- Seeger, you're behind him. - Yes, sir.
You ought to be good at this, Mayo. Something you can do alone.
Take him up!
You never know when you'll trip up, Mayo.
It could be some character flaw that comes out under stress.
Let's go, Joe!
All right! Way to go!
OK, Seeger. You're next.
All right, Seeger, let's go. Get a move on.
Joe, take her up!
Don't you cry, sugar britches!
Go, Joe!
All right, Seeger!
All right.
Gosh, that was great! Think they'd let us do it again?
Not bad, Seeger. But you still got to get over that wall.
Next!
Daniels, move it.
It's just a joy ride.
Does this hit with a plane's impact?
It's nothing compared to a plane.
Don't forget to watch the bubbles.
Take him up!
All right, Daniels. Let's have that thumbs up.
Come on. Where's the thumbs up at?
All right. Go, Joe!
Take it easy.
Pull it up!
Can't get it! It's gonna take a couple of seconds.
Let me through!
Grab him!
All right. Pull him out!
Hold him!
Put him on his stomach!
Take his helmet off!
- God damn! - Get it off.
Christ! He killed himself.
Somebody get me a corpsman. On the double!
Yes, sir!
OK, everybody just stand back.
Come on, Topper.
- God! - Come on.
Come on, buddy.
Come on, man.
Come on, Topper.
Come on. Come on.
Breathe in.
Hey!
All right.
All right!
All right.
That corpsman on the way?
Stand back. Give him room. Get back.
Somebody go check on that corpsman.
He'll be all right. Take it easy.
Prepare for inspection!
Shit.
I am not going to make it.
Help me out, Sid.
- Got a spare? - My spare sucks.
You know where the hardware store is.
Zack, I need a buckle, man.
I can't risk it.
You got time. He's with the girls.
Can't do it.
I got to see my family. I've got to get out this weekend.
Wouldn't want you to get an honour violation, Perryman.
OK.
Attention on deck!
In every class, there's one joker who thinks he's smarter than me.
In this class, that happens to be you...isn't it, Mayonnaise?
Perryman, Worley... let us have this room.
On the double.
- Couldn't happen to a nicer guy. - Stow it.
Mayo...
I want you DOR.
No, sir.
You can kick me out, I ain't quitting.
Get into your fatigues, Mayo.
By the end of this weekend, you'll quit.
Casey Jones was a son of a bitch!
Drove his train in a 30-foot ditch!
Came on out with his dick in his hand
Said, "Listen, ladies, I'm a hell of a man."
Went to his room and lined up 100.
Swore up and down he'd fuck every one.
Fucked 98 till his balls turned blue.
Then he backed off, jacked off, and fucked the other two!
Wave goodbye to your buddies. I forgot. You don't have buddies.
Only customers.
You having fun, Mayonnaise?
Yes, sir!
- Don't hear you! - Yes, sir!
All right!
98...
99...
Get your face all the way down in there!
100.
- Ready to quit now, Mayo? - No, sir!
Look over there, Mayo.
Look at her.
She decided to stay instead of taking liberty this weekend.
She may not make it, but she's got more heart and character
than you'll ever have!
And stop eyeballing me, boy!
Life's dealt you some shitty cards, hasn't it?
I'm doing all right, sir!
6...
Bullshit. I done some checking.
I looked through your files.
I know about your mama. Don't you eyeball me.
I know your father's an alcoholic and a whore chaser.
That's why you don't mesh, Mayo.
Because deep down... Don't you eyeball me, boy!
Deep down inside...
you know the others are better than you!
Isn't that right, Mayo?
No, sir! No, sir!
What's the matter? You getting tired? I'm not tired.
Move it, boy!
This is where the fun starts!
Move it!
You got all day tomorrow to look forward to!
6 inches off the ground. Give me 6 to 90.
Hey, Mayo, why don't we quit this little charade
over a couple of beers at TJ's?
You're as close to being officer material as me.
This candidate believes he would make a good officer!
You only give a shit about yourself. All your classmates know it.
Do you think they would trust you behind the controls of a plane?