Hacksaw Ridge - Presentation Critique and Unexpected Injury
Howell:
There's something off in your presentation, Private. Can't place it. Is it your hair? Is it the wrinkle in your trousers?
Smitty Ryker:
I have a knife in my foot, Sergeant.
Howell:
Oh, yes, of course, that's it. The knife. What is your name, soldier?
Smitty Ryker:
Smitty Ryker.
Howell:
No, your name is Private Idiot. Do you know why?
Smitty Ryker:
Because I have a knife in my foot.
Howell:
Who placed the knife there, Private?
Smitty Ryker:
It was an accident, Sarge. We was playing Stretch.
Howell:
I am heartened by the knowledge you did not place it there with intention. Who threw the knife?
Kirzinski:
I did, Sergeant. Private Kirzinski.
Howell:
You look part Indian. To what tribe do you belong, son?
Kirzinski:
N-No, I'm Polish.
Howell:
Wrong. I believe you must have Cherokee or Shawnee blood in you.
Kirzinski:
No, Sergeant.
Howell:
ARE YOU CONTRADICTING ME, YOU WAGON-BURNING SON OF A BITCH?!
Kirzinski:
NO, SERGEANT!
Howell:
LET ME SEE YOUR INDIAN WAR CRY, SON!
Kirzinski:
I-I don't...
Howell:
LOUDER! LET ME SEE IT!
Howell:
What is your animal spirit?! Are you a garter snake?!
Kirzinski:
NO, SERGEANT!
Howell:
Are you a chipmunk?
Kirzinski:
NO, SERGEANT!
Howell:
Are you a dancing reindeer?
Kirzinski:
NO, SERGEANT!
Howell:
Are you contradicting me, Private?
Kirzinski:
NO, SERGEANT!
Howell:
Good. Then I shall henceforth call you "Chief" as a sign of great respect to your people.
Kirzinski:
Thank you, Sergeant!
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