Buck Privates

1941 film by Arthur Lubin

Buck Privates is a 1941 American film about two men who enlist in the army in order to escape being hauled off to jail, and soon find themselves in basic training.

Directed by Arthur Lubin. Written by Arthur T. Horman.


Slicker Smith: You're 40 years-old and you're in love with this little girl that's 10 years-old. You're four times as old as that girl and you couldn't marry her, could you?
Herbie Brown: Not unless I come from the mountains.
Slicker Smith: All right- you're 40 years-old, you're four times as old as this girl, and you can't marry her, so you wait five years. By that time the little girl's 15 and you're 45. You're only three times as old as that little girl. So you wait 15 years and when the girl is 30, you're at 60. You're only twice as old as that little girl.
Herbie Brown: She's catching up.
Slicker Smith: Yes, yes. Now here's the question. How long do you have to wait until you and that little girl are the same age?
Herbie Brown: Now what kinda question is that? That's ridiculous!
Slicker Smith: Ridiculous or not, answer the question.
Herbie Brown: If I wait for that girl she'll pass me up. She'll wind up older than I am.
Slicker Smith: What are you talking about?
Herbie Brown: She'll have to wait for me!
Slicker Smith: Why should she wait for you?
Herbie Brown: ...I was nice enough to wait for her!

Slicker Smith: [Herbie mumbles something during a drill routine] What did you say?
Herbie Brown: I'm just talking to myself.
Slicker Smith: Well, don't talk so loud!
Herbie Brown: Well, I gotta hear what I have to say.

Slicker Smith: Throw your chest out! Go on! Throw your chest out!
Herbie Brown: I'm not through with it yet!
Slicker Smith: Quiet.

Herbie Brown: What time is it?
Slicker Smith: None of your business!

Herbie Brown: Why did I join the army, anyway?
Slicker Smith: To defend your native soil.
Herbie Brown: Well, they don't have to feed it to me!

Sergeant Collins: [Refereeing a boxing match, counting Herbie out] Two, Four, Six, Eight...
Herbie Brown: What happened to "one, three, five, seven, and nine?"
Sergeant Collins: I don't like those numbers, they're odd.[humor]


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