Sollozzo
Al Lettieri as "Sollozzo" in The Godfather (1972):
He's still alive. They hit him with five shots and he's still alive!
Private Leonard 'Gomer Pyle' Lawrence
Private Leonard 'Gomer Pyle' Lawrence
Actor: Vincent D'Onofrio (age 27 in this movie)
Private Leonard 'Gomer Pyle' Lawrence's Memorable Quotes:
Private Joker
Private Gomer Pyle
Are those... live rounds?Seven-six-two millimeter. Full metal jacket.
Private Joker
Private Gomer Pyle
Leonard, if Hartman comes in here and catches us, we'll both be in a world of shit.I *am*... in a world... of shit.
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman
Private Gomer Pyle
Do you think I'm cute, Private Pyle? Do you think I'm funny?Sir, no, sir!Then wipe that disgusting grin off your face.Sir, yes, sir.

[tries to stop smiling]

Well, any fucking time, sweetheart!Sir, I'm trying, sir.Private Pyle I'm gonna give you three seconds; exactly three-fucking-seconds to wipe that stupid looking grin off your face or I will gouge out your eyeballs and skull-fuck you! ONE! TWO! THREE!Sir, I can't help it, sir.Bullshit! Get on your knees scumbag!

[Pyle drops down to his knees]

Now choke yourself.

[Pyle wraps his own hands around his throat]

Goddamn it, with MY hand, numb-nuts!

[Pyle reaches for Hartman's hand]

Don't pull my fucking hand over there! I said choke yourself; now lean forward and choke yourself!

[Pyle does so]

Are you through grinning?[gagging] Sir, yes, sir.Bullshit, I can't hear you![louder] Sir, yes, sir.Bullshit, I STILL can't hear you! Sound off like you've got a pair!SIR, YES, SIR!That's enough! Get on your feet. Private Pyle you had best square your ass away and start shitting me Tiffany cufflinks or I will definitely fuck you up!Sir, yes, sir.
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman
Pickett
Toe Jam
Adams
Taylor
Private Joker
Private Gomer Pyle
Private Cowboy
Pickett!Sir, yes, sir!0300. Infantry. Toe Jam!Sir, yes, sir!0300. Infantry. Adams!Sir, yes, sir!1800. Engineers. You go out and find mines. Cowboy!Sir, yes, sir!0300. Infantry. Taylor!Sir, yes, sir!0300. Infantry. Joker!Sir, yes, sir!4212. Basic Military Journalism. You gotta be shittin' me, Joker. You think you're Mickey Spillane? You think you're some kind of a fuckin' writer?Sir, I wrote for my high school newspaper, sir!Jesus H. Christ! You're not a writer. You're a killer!A killer, yes, sir!Gomer Pyle. GOMER PYLE![staring into space] Sir, yes, sir!You forget your fuckin' name? 0300. Infantry. You made it.
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman
Private Gomer Pyle
[at the Firing Range, Pvt. Pyle is shooting at the targets, doing an impressive job while Hartman watches]Outstanding, Private Pyle. I think we finally found something that you do well.Sir, yes, sir!
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman
Private Joker
Private Gomer Pyle
What's your sixth general order?Sir, the private's sixth general order is to receive, obey, and pass on to the sentry who relieves me... all orders - Sir, the private's sixth general order - Sir, the private has been instructed, but he does not know, sir!You slimy scumbag! Get on your face and give me 25.Sir, aye-aye, sir!

[Gunnery Sgt. Hartman walks toward Pvt. Pyle; Pyle holds up his rifle]

How many counts in that movement you just executed?[hard and firm tone] Sir, four counts, sir!What's the idea of looking down in the chamber?Sir, that is to guarantee that the private is not giving the inspecting officer a loaded weapon, sir!What's your fifth general order?Sir, the private's fifth general order is to quit my post only when properly relieved, sir!What's this weapon's name, Private Pyle?Sir, the private's weapon's name is Charlene, sir!Private Pyle, you are definitely born again hard! Hell, I may even allow you to serve as a rifleman in my beloved Corps.Sir, yes, sir!
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman
Private Gomer Pyle
Did your parents have any children that lived?Sir, yes, sir.I bet they regret that. You're so ugly you could be a modern art masterpiece! What's your name fat body?Sir, Leonard Lawrence, sir.Lawrence? Lawrence what... of Arabia?Sir, no, sir.That name sounds like royalty. Are you royalty?Sir, no, sir.Do you suck dicks?Sir, no, sir.Bullshit. I bet you could suck a golf ball through a garden hose.Sir, no, sir.I don't like the name Lawrence, only faggots and sailors are called Lawrence. From now on you're Gomer Pyle.Sir, yes, sir.
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman
Private Gomer Pyle
Holy Jesus! What is that? What the fuck is that? WHAT IS THAT, PRIVATE PYLE?Sir, a jelly doughnut, sir!A jelly doughnut?Sir, yes, sir!How did it get here?Sir, I took it from the mess hall, sir!Is chow allowed in the barracks, Private Pyle?Sir, no, sir!Are you allowed to eat jelly doughnuts, Private Pyle?Sir, no, sir!And why not, Private Pyle?Sir, because I'm too heavy, sir!Because you are a disgusting fat body, Private Pyle!Sir, yes, sir!Then why did you try to sneak a jelly doughnut in your footlocker, Private Pyle?Sir, because I was hungry, sir!Because you were hungry...

[turns and addresses rest of platoon]

Private Pyle has dishonored himself and dishonored the platoon. I have tried to help him. But I have failed. I have failed because YOU have not helped me. YOU people have not given Private Pyle the proper motivation! So, from now on, whenever Private Pyle fucks up, I will not punish him! I will punish all of YOU! And the way I see it ladies, you owe me for ONE JELLY DOUGHNUT! NOW GET ON YOUR FACES!

[rest of recruits get in front-leaning-rest position, Hartman turns to Pyle]

Open your mouth!

[shoves jelly doughnut into PYLE's mouth]

They're payin' for it; YOU eat it! Ready! Exercise!
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman
Private Gomer Pyle
[when Private Pyle is on the obstacle course]Get your fat ass up there! I'll bet if there was some pussy up there you would get up there, wouldn't you?Sir, yes sir!
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman
Private Gomer Pyle
Private Joker
Private Pyle!Private Pyle reporting as ordered, sir!Private Pyle, Private Joker is your new squad leader, and you WILL bunk with him! He'll teach you everything; he'll teach you how to pee!Sir, aye aye, sir!Private Joker, he's silly and he's ignorant, but he's got guts and guts is enough. Now you two ladies carry on!Sir, aye aye, sir!
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman
Private Gomer Pyle

[after discovering Private Pyle's unlocked footlocker]

Jesus H Christ. Private Pyle, why is your footlocker unlocked?Sir, I don't know, sir.Private Pyle, if there is one thing in this world that I hate, it is an unlocked footlocker! You know that don't you?Sir, yes, sir.If it wasn't for dickheads like you, there wouldn't be any thievery in this world, would there?Sir, no, sir.GET DOWN!
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman
Private Gomer Pyle
[calling out to platoon] Left shoulder, hut!

[Pyle accidentally puts his rifle on his right shoulder, then corrects quickly, but not before Hartman sees it. He walks up on him]

Private Pyle, what are you trying to do to my beloved Corps?Sir, I don't know, sir!You are dumb, Private Pyle, but do you expect me to believe that you don't know left from right?Sir, no, sir!Then you did that on purpose! You wanna be different!Sir, no, sir![slaps Pyle hard on the left hand side of his face] What side was that, Private Pyle?Sir, left side, sir![shouts] Are you sure, Private Pyle?Sir, yes, sir![slaps him hard again, this time on right side of his face, knocking his hat off; shouts]

What side was that, Private Pyle?

[nearly in tears] Sir, right side, sir!Don't fuck with me again, Pyle! Pick up your fuckin' cover!Sir, yes, sir!
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