Band of Brothers (2001)
David Schwimmer: Herbert M. Sobel
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Quotes
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Capt. Herbert Sobel : [the company is in formation at Camp Toccoa] You people are at the position of attention!
[Sobel walks up to Perconte, who presents his rifle for inspection]
Capt. Herbert Sobel : Private Perconte, have you been blousing your trousers over your boots like a paratrooper?
Frank Perconte : No, sir.
Capt. Herbert Sobel : Then explain the creases at the bottom.
Frank Perconte : [pause] No excuse, sir.
Capt. Herbert Sobel : Volunteering for the parachute infantry is one thing, Perconte, but you've got a *long* way to prove that you belong here. Your weekend pass is revoked.
[Sobel moves down the line to Luz]
Capt. Herbert Sobel : Name.
George Luz : Luz, George.
[he presents his rifle for inspection; Sobel examines it and tosses it back at him]
Capt. Herbert Sobel : Dirt in the rear sight aperture. Pass revoked.
[Sobel moves down the line to Lipton]
Capt. Herbert Sobel : When did you sew on these chevrons, Sergeant Lipton?
Carwood Lipton : Yesterday, sir.
Capt. Herbert Sobel : [holding up a single thread] Long enough to notice this. Revoked.
Carwood Lipton : Sir.
Capt. Herbert Sobel : [Sobel moves on to Malarkey] Name.
Donald Malarkey : Malarkey, Donald G.
[he presents his rifle for inspection]
Capt. Herbert Sobel : Malarkey. Malarkey's slang for "bullshit," isn't it?
Donald Malarkey : Yes, sir.
Capt. Herbert Sobel : [Sobel examines Malarkey's rifle, then tosses it back at him] Rust on the buttplate hinge spring, Private Bullshit. Revoked.
[Sobel moves on to Liebgott]
Capt. Herbert Sobel : Name.
Joseph Liebgott : Liebgott, Joseph D., sir.
[he presents his rifle for inspection]
Capt. Herbert Sobel : [Sobel pulls Liebgott's bayonet out of its sheath and examines it] Rusty bayonet, Liebgott. You wanna kill Germans?
Joseph Liebgott : Yes, sir.
Capt. Herbert Sobel : [Sobel hits Liebgott's helmet with the bayonet] Not with this.
[he walks out in front of the company and holds the bayonet up for every man to see]
Capt. Herbert Sobel : I wouldn't take this rusty piece of shit to war, and I will not take *you* to war in your condition!
[he thrusts the bayonet into the ground]
Capt. Herbert Sobel : Now, thanks to these men and their infractions, every man in the company who had a weekend pass... has lost it.
[pause]
Capt. Herbert Sobel : Change into your PT gear, we're running Currahee.
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Old Man on Bicycle : [raising his hands in the air] You've done it now, Yanks. You've captured me.
Richard Winters : [chuckles]
Herbert Sobel : [shouting in the background] Heigh-Ho Silver!
Old Man on Bicycle : Would that be the enemy?
Richard Winters : As a matter of fact... yes.
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George Luz : [imitating Maj. Horton] Is there a problem, Captain Sobel?
Herbert Sobel : Who said that? Who broke silence?
Edward Tipper : I think it's Major Horton, sir.
Herbert Sobel : Major Horton? What... what is he... did he join us?
Edward Tipper : I think, maybe, he's moving between platoons, sir.
George Luz : What is the god-damn holdup, Mr. Sobel?
Herbert Sobel : A fence, sir! Uh, God... barb wire fence.
George Luz : Oh, that dog just ain't gonna hunt. Now, you cut that fence and get this goddamn platoon on the move.
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Herbert Sobel : What is this? Anybody?
Cpt. Nixon : Er... it's a can of peaches, Sir.
Herbert Sobel : Lieutenant Nixon thinks this is a can of peaches. That is incorrect, Lieutenant. Your weekend pass is cancelled. This is United States Army property which was taken without authorization from my mess facility. And I will not tolerate thievery in my unit. Whose footlocker is this?
Richard Winters : Private Park's, Sir.
Herbert Sobel : Get rid of him.
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Herbert Sobel : Lieutenant, deploy your troops.