The Last Detail (1973)

Otis Young: Mulhall

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• Buddusky : If this guy gets pussy out of this, I'm gonna eat my fucking flat hat, man.

  Mulhall : Yeah and I'm going to start chanting too.

  Meadows : [returns to table with Mulhall and Buddusky]  Hey, you guys? Drop your socks and grab your cocks. We're going to a party.

• Buddusky : He don't stand a chance in Portsmouth, you know. You know that, don't you? Goddamn grunts, kickin' the shit outta him for eight years... he don't stand a chance.

  Mulhall : I don't want to hear about it.

  Buddusky : 'Maggot' this, 'maggot' that... Marines are really assholes, you know that? It takes a certain kind of a sadistic temperament to be a Marine.

• Mulhall : I hate this detail. I hate this fucking chickenshit detail!

• [Meadows has just prematurely ejaculated] 

  Buddusky : You wanna try it again, kid?

  Meadows : Yeah.

  Buddusky : [to prostitute]  Okay, honey.

  Mulhall : Don't worry about it, kid... plenty more where that came from.

  Buddusky : We got all night, kid.

• Buddusky : One time... when I was... Oh Jesus Christ...! A friend of mine was looking for me... and I was up on top of his car and I pissed on his head... just being crazy, you know what I mean?

  Mulhall : Don't you get crazy with me!

• Mulhall : I consider myself in jeopardy with you man, understand? In jeopardy. This ain't no farewell party n' he ain't retirin'. Understand? He's a prisoner n' we're takin' 'im to the jailhouse. N' you have a tendency to forget that. You're a menace, man. You ain't no simple shit Bad-Ass, you're a motherfuckin' menace. But from now on, MAA can go piss up a rope! You ain't no honcho! N' I wanna hear no more of this horseshit psychology jive! No more turnin' that boy's head around to prove what a fuckin' big man you are! You're a lifer like me! Navy's the best thing ever happened to me, n' I don't want'cha to fuck me up, y'understand?

• Meadows : If you're Catholic, do you think it's, uh, sacrilegious to chant?

  Buddusky : Did it get you laid?

  Meadows : No.

  Buddusky : Then Meadows, what the fuck do you want to go on chanting for?

  Mulhall : Chant your ass off, kid. But any pussy you get in this world, you gonna have to pay for, one way or another.

  Buddusky : Hallelujah!

• Mulhall : We'd better catch that train.

  Buddusky : We still got time for a beer.

  Mulhall : Now wait a minute, man...

  Meadows : I ain't old enough.

  Buddusky : Ain't old enough for what?

  Meadows : For a beer.

  Buddusky : Everybody's old enough for a beer. Ain't that right, Mule?

  Mulhall : Yeah.

• Mulhall : You're shittin' me!

  M.A.A. : I would never shit you. You're my favorite turd!

• Mulhall : You ever been married?

  Buddusky : Not so you'd notice.

• Mulhall : I don't know what I woulda' done without the Navy.

  Buddusky : Yeah... I guess we're just a couple of lifers.

  Mulhall : Yeah.

• Mulhall : Tell you what, mister citizen bartender. You can take your beers and shove 'em up your ass sideways. Can you dig it?

• Mulhall : When you're in the Navy, shitbird, and you're in transit, nobody knows where the fuck ya are. Now go tell that MAA to fuck himself; I ain't goin' on no shit detail!

• Marine : I call Karate.

  Mulhall : And I call you a motherfucker!

• Meadows : Hey, you guys mind if I say somethin'? That guy at the bar, why did you get so mad at him? I don't blame him not givin' me a beer.

  Buddusky : Hey, don't you never get mad at nobody?

  Meadows : Well, sure I do, yeah.

  Mulhall : Who do you get mad at?

  Meadows : Not at somebody who's doing their job.

  Buddusky : Who, then?

  Meadows : Injustice.

  Buddusky : Bullshit! You never get mad at nobody. You're just a pussy!

  Meadows : I do too get mad.

  Mulhall : Did you ever get mad at the old man for what he done to you?

  Meadows : Well, he was just...

  Buddusky : ...doin' his job. Hey, they're gonna take eight years outta your life, man.

  Meadows : Six years. You said six!

  Buddusky : Hey, what the fuck difference does it make? You don't even care about it.

  Mulhall : Come on, Badass, that don't help him.

  Buddusky : Fuck help, fuck fair! Fuck injustice! Don't you ever just wanna fuckin' whomp and stomp on someone, bite off their ear, just to do it...? I mean just to do it, just to get it out of your system?

• Mulhall : [At the very end, watching Meadows ice skate in an empty park]  He sure is havin' a good time.

  Buddusky : And you said he didn't have it in him!

• Mulhall : [Mulhall and Buddusky are making small talk, waiting for Meadows who is being serviced by a prostitute]  You ever been married?

  Buddusky : Not so you'd notice.

  Buddusky : [after a pause]  Yeah... once. A little girl in Torrance. You know where that is?

  Mulhall : Huh uh.

  Buddusky : It's near San Pedro on the way to Terminal Island, you know?

  Buddusky : Dottie Brown... She had great tits, and wore angora sweaters all the time. She wanted me to go to trade school and become a TV repair man. Driving around in all that smog and shit, fixing TVs out of the back of a VW bus.

  Buddusky : [looking depressed]  I just couldn't do it.

• Meadows : I do remember something I got mad at. Something when I was in the brig, a Marine did.

  Buddusky : What happened? Grunts beat you up?

  Meadows : Yeah... but that didn't get me mad.

  Buddusky : Well, goddamn it, what *did* get you mad?

  Meadows : This Marine guard... he asked me if I believed in Jesus Christ. And I said, "Yeah." And he said that from now on, *he* was Jesus Christ, and I shouldn't ever forget it.

  Buddusky : What did you do? Did you hit him?

  Meadows : Now can you imagine that? That's awful!

  Buddusky : Did you cold-cock him?

  Meadows : He better hope the Chaplain don't catch him at that.

  Mulhall : Shit... most of the Navy Chaplains I know, they want to stand up on the bridge with the old man and look through aviator sunglasses.

  Meadows : Mule... it takes a lot of dedication to be a Chaplain in the Navy.

  Mulhall : It don't take diddly-shit, man!

• Buddusky : [Scoffing, after they've left the Nichiren Shoshu discussion meeting]  Jesus, huh? What a bunch of candy-asses.

  Mulhall : Ever hear such happy horseshit?

  Buddusky : That one guy was a big homo, heh?

  Meadows : Yeah, but you guys, he sure was a *happy* homo.

• Mulhall : Are you shittin' me?

• Mulhall : [They're in a bar; Buddusky is competing in a darts game for money]  You gotta' help me get Buddusky outta' here. He's bettin' with our travel money.

  Meadows : [looks up at the scoreboard]  He's losing, too.

  Mulhall : Yeah!

  Buddusky : [Buddusky comes back over to their table]  Now, don't worry about a thing. I'm hustling this guy, understand? I got him right where I want him.

  Meadows : Well, maybe he's hustling *you*?

  Buddusky : Yeah, maybe he is, but, uh, this is not the time to argue about it, because if I don't win, we don't leave New York, huh? Ha ha ha...

  Mulhall : [looks exasperated, shaking his head]  Fourteen years... fourteen motherfucking years.

• Mulhall : Chant for something really big.

  Meadows : Well, okay.

  Buddusky : Yeah, like how's about the three of us get laid, huh?

  Meadows : Well, should you chant for something like that?

  Buddusky : Why the fuck not?

• Buddusky : I'm telling you, Mule, we got it made. All we got to do is get rid of that silly looking creep there and we got these three chicks all to ourselves.

  Mulhall : We have, huh?

  Buddusky : Yeah. Why not?

  Mulhall : Because those three chicks would rather fuck each other than come near us, that's why not.

• Mulhall : We could go see a movie or two.

  Buddusky : We can get us a couple of six-packs. Huh?

  Mulhall : Shit, man, we can even go back to the cathouse if you want to.

  Meadows : No. I already did everything one time. That makes that one time stick out. You know - what I mean?

• Mulhall : Leave the kid alone...

• Mulhall : [They look confusedly at a big pile of shoes and boots inside the foyer of the Nichiren Shoshu discussion meeting]  Well, what are we gonna' do?

  Meadows : Take off your shoes.

  Buddusky : [grins at Mulhall]  Must be one of them Jap joints where we gotta' take off all our shoes. Know what I mean?

• Buddusky : They got to give us all that per diem, regardless. That's money for you, for me and for him. We run this little shitbird's ass all the way to the brig, save his per diem and ours, split it and spend it on the way home. You know what I mean?

  Mulhall : Well, let's shag ass!

  Buddusky : You're goddamn right!

• Mulhall : At least we got a long train ride. Man, I sure love trains!

  Buddusky : Yeah, it beats the shit out of sitting up in Shit City, don't it?

• Mulhall : Jesus! Eight years and a D. D. for $40. I thought they only pulled that shit in the Army!

• Buddusky : Is your word worth anything?

  Meadows : Sure it is. As good as the next guy's.

  Mulhall : The next guy's a prick!

• Mulhall : I tell you what you better do, Mr. Citizen Bartender. You take your beers and ram them up your ass sideways. Can you dig it?

• Mulhall : Well, what do you think?

  Buddusky : I think we ought to get the kid laid.

  Mulhall : Laid?

  Buddusky : Ever heard of it?

• Annette : How come you don't see more black officers?

  Mulhall : Because you gotta have a recommendation from a white man, usually.

• Annette : How did you feel about going to Vietnam?

  Mulhall : The man says, "Go." I got to do what the man says. We're living in this man's world, ain't we?

  Annette : Oh, wow.