The Field Upham-Hey. Mellish-Hey, you want your head blown off, you fancy little fuck? Don't you ever fuckin touch me with those little rat claws again. Get the fuck back in formation. Upham-Just wondering where you're from. Upham-Caparzo? Caparzo-Hey drop dead, Corporal. Upham-Gotcha. Caparzo-And another thing. Everytime you salute the captain, you make him a target for the Germans. So do us a favor, don't do it. Especially when I'm standing next to him. Capice? Upham-K, Capice. Wade-Corporal, what's your book about? Hey, watch it with the assault rifles. Upham-Actually, it's supposed to be about the bonds of brotherhood that develop between soldiers during war. Caparzo-What do you know about brotherhood? Get a load of this guy fish! Why don't you ask the captain where he's from? Mellish-Yeah ask the captain. He'll tell you everything you wanna know about him. Reiben-You wanna explain the math of this to me? I mean where's the sence in risking the live of the eight of us to save one guy? Miller-Any body wanna answer that? Wade-Reiben, think about the poor bastards mother. Reiben-Hey doc, I've got a mother alright? I mean, you've got a mother, sarge has got a mother, I mean shit, I bet even the captain has got a mother. Well maybe not the captain, but the rest of us got mothers. Upham-It's not to reason why, it's but to do and die. Mellish-What the fuck's that supposed to mean, Corporal? Huh? Whe're all supposed to die? Is that it? Miller-Uphams talking about our duties as soldiers.(Upham-Yes sir.) We all have orders we have to follow and that supercedes everything including your mothers. Upham-Yes sir, thank you sir. Reiben-Even if you think the mission's fubar sir? Miller-Especially if you think the mission's fubar. Upham-What's fubar? Mellish-Well, it's German. Upham-Never heard of that. Jackson-Sir? May I have an opinion on this matter? Miller-By all means, share it with the squad. Jackson-Well in my way of thinking sir, this entire mission is a serious misalucation of valuable military resources. Miller-Ah, go on. Jackson-Well it seems to me sir, that God gave me a special gift. Made me a fine instrument of warfare. Miller-Reiben, pay attention. Now this is the way to gripe. Continue Jackson. Jackson-If you was to put me in this here sniper rifle anywhere up to and including one mile Adolf Hitler with a clear line of sight sir, pack your bags fellas. Wars over. Amen. Reiben-Well that's brilliant bumpkin. Hey so captain, what about you? I mean, you don't gripe at all? Miller-I don't gripe to you Reiben. I'm a captain. There's a chain of command. The gripes go up, not down. Always up. You gripe to me, I gripe to my superior officer so on, so on, so on. I don't gripe to you. I don't gripe in front of you. You should know that, you're the ranger. Reiben-Well sorry sir, but ah let's say you weren't a captain or maybe I was a major. What would you say then? Miller-Well in that case, I say this is an excellent mission sir, with an extremely valuable objective sir, worthy of my best efforts sir. Moreover I feel heart felt sorrow for the mother of private James Ryan and am willing to lay down my life and the lives of my men, especially you Reiben, to ease her suffering. Mellish-He's good. Caparzo-I love him.
