Ulysses Everett McGill: What'd the devil give you for your soul, Tommy?
Tommy Johnson: Well, he taught me to play this here guitar real good.
Delmar O'Donnell: Oh son, for that you sold your everlasting soul?
Tommy Johnson: Well, I wasn't usin' it.
Great movie, that.
Here are some doozies from Full Metal Jacket:
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: Are you quitting on me? Well, are you? Then quit, you slimy f***ing walrus-looking piece of shit. Get the f*** off of my obstacle. Get the f*** down off of my obstacle. Now. Move it. I’m going to rip your balls off, so you cannot contaminate the rest of the world. I will motivate you, Private Pyle, if it short-dicks every cannibal on the Congo.
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: Today... is Christmas! There will be a magic show at zero-nine-thirty! Chaplain Charlie will tell you about how the free world will conquer Communism with the aid of God and a few marines! God has a hard-on for marines because we kill everything we see! He plays His games, we play ours! To show our appreciation for so much power, we keep heaven packed with fresh souls! God was here before the Marine Corps! So you can give your heart to Jesus, but your ass belongs to the Corps! Do you ladies understand?
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: How tall are you, private?
Private Cowboy: Sir, five-foot-nine, sir.
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: Five-foot-nine, I didn’t know they stacked s*** that high.
Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: Who said that? Who the f*** said that? Who’s the slimy little communist s***, twinkle-toed c*******er down here who just signed his own death warrant? Nobody, huh? The fairy f***ing godmother said it. Out-f***ing-standing. I will PT you all until you f***ing die. I’ll PT you until your ***holes are sucking buttermilk.
The actor who played him, R. Lee Ermey, was an actual sargeant brought on to advise the film and especially the actor cast in the role. But all along he himself wanted the part. He ended up getting it.