Neidermeyer: Dress that line. Dress that line, mister! Dress that line, soldier. Mister, hold my mount. [to Flounder] You fat, disgusting slob! You're a ******n disgrace!!!
Boon: [watching from afar] A vicious mother, isn't he?
Otter: He can't do that to our pledges.
Boon: Only we can do that to our pledges.
Neidermeyer: [to Flounder] Redo those buttons! Dress that belt buckle! Straighten that cap! And ******n it, tuck up those pajamas! Attention! Eyes front! What's that on your chest, mister?
Flounder: It's a pledge pin, sir.
Neidermeyer: A PLEDGE PIN?!?! On your UNIFORM?!! Just tell me, mister, what fraternity would pledge a man like you?
Flounder: It's a Delta pin, sir.
Neidermeyer: You'll report to the stable tonight and every night at 1900 hours, AND WITHOUT THAT PLEDGE PIN! DO YOU UNDERSTAND?!!
Neidermeyer: You're all worthless and weak! Now drop and give me twenty!
Thank you Steve for the memories...