An Officer and a Gentleman

Passengers arriving

on Philippine Airlines flight 118,

welcome to Manila

lnternational Airport. Those passengers will...

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 as hell here.

This is the PI, this is we called

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 to bring up a kid

like I told you on the telephone.

You're better off in that state school back 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 sh*t.

Watch it. I got to heave.

Jesus Christ.

Give me a towel.

Pretty f***in' wild.

Holy sh*t.

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 f***ing years

of your life if you want to fly.

Six f***ing years, with the most

uptight a**holes 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!

- 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!

- 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 f*** 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 skull f*** you to death.

Yes, sir!

What's your name, boy?

Mayo. Zack Mayo, sir!

How did you slip into this program?

I didn't know the Navy

was so hard up.

You got an injury there, Mayo?

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