Hoffy:
I called a meeting of the barracks chiefs this morning, Sefton. I thought maybe I could get you transferred to another barracks. But it turns out that nobody likes you any more than we do.
Sefton:
So you're stuck with me, huh?
Animal:
Maybe the Russian broads would take him.
Shapiro:
Not with that kisser. Not anymore.
Duke:
You got off lucky last night, Sefton. One more move, and you'll wake up with your throat cut!
Price:
You listening, Sefton?
Sefton:
Yeah, I still got one good ear.
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