Vin Diesel credited as playing...
Private Caparzo
- Private Jackson: Sir... I have an opinion on this matter.
- Captain Miller: Well, by all means, share it with the squad.
- Private Jackson: Well, from my way of thinking, sir, this entire mission is a serious misallocation of valuable military resources.
- Captain Miller: Yeah. Go on.
- Private Jackson: Well, it seems to me, sir, that God gave me a special gift, made me a fine instrument of warfare.
- Captain Miller: Reiben, pay attention. Now, this is the way to gripe. Continue, Jackson.
- Private Jackson: Well, what I mean by that, sir, is... if you was to put me and this here sniper rifle anywhere up to and including one mile of Adolf Hitler with a clear line of sight, sir... pack your bags, fellas, war's over. Amen.
- Private Reiben: Oh, that's brilliant, bumpkin. Hey, so, Captain, what about you? I mean, you don't gripe at all?
- Captain Miller: I don't gripe to *you*, Reiben. I'm a captain. There's a chain of command. Gripes go up, not down. Always up. You gripe to me, I gripe to my superior officer, so on, so on, and so on. I don't gripe to you. I don't gripe in front of you. You should know that as a Ranger.
- Private Reiben: I'm sorry, sir, but uh... let's say you weren't a captain, or maybe I was a major. What would you say then?
- Captain Miller: Well, in that case... I'd say, "This is an excellent mission, sir, with an extremely valuable objective, sir, worthy of my best efforts, sir. Moreover... I feel heartfelt 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: [chuckles] He's good.
- Private Caparzo: I love him.
- [they make mocking kissy-faces at each other]
- Captain Miller: Caparzo, get that kid back up there!
- Private Caparzo: Captain, the decent thing to do would be take her over to the next town.
- Captain Miller: We're not here to do the decent thing, we're here to follow fucking orders!
- Captain Miller: You and I are taking a squad over to Neuville on a public relations mission.
- Sergeant Horvath: What, you leading a squad?
- Captain Miller: Some private in the 101st lost three brothers and he's got a ticket home.
- Sergeant Horvath: How come Neuville?
- Captain Miller: Eh, they think he's up there somewhere, part of all those airborne misdrops.
- Sergeant Horvath: It's not gonna be easy finding one particular soldier in the middle of this whole goddamn war.
- Captain Miller: Like finding a needle in a stack of needles.
- Sergeant Horvath: But what about the company?
- Captain Miller: We take the pick of the litter and the rest get folded into Baker.
- Sergeant Horvath: Jesus Christ. They took away your company?
- Captain Miller: Wasn't my company, it was the Army's. So they told me, anyway. Give me Reiben on BAR, Jackson, Wade, Beasley, and Caparzo.
- Sergeant Horvath: Beasley's dead.
- Captain Miller: All right, Mellish then. We got anybody speaks French?
- Sergeant Horvath: Not that I know of.
- Captain Miller: What about Talbot?
- Sergeant Horvath: This morning.
- Captain Miller: Oh... all right. I'm gonna try to dig up another interpreter. Assemble at battalion motor pool on the beach.
- Sergeant Horvath: Yes, sir. Listen up...
- Private Caparzo: What are we gonna do?
- Sergeant Horvath: What?
- Private Caparzo: What are we gonna do?
- Sergeant Horvath: You're goin' home wrapped in an American flag with a hunk of cheese in your ass, Caparzo, you smart-ass! Now listen up...
- Private Reiben: I thought you liked it in the ass.
- Sergeant Horvath: What?
- Private Reiben: I thought you liked it in the ass!
- [talking about Capt. Miller]
- Corporal Upham: Reiben, so you even know where he went to school?
- Private Reiben: Cap'n didn't go to school, they assembled him at OSC outta spare body parts of dead GIs.
- Private Caparzo: You gotta pay attention to detail, I know exactly where he's from and I know exactly what he did 'cuz I pay attention to detail.
- Private Jackson: Hey, Upham, careful you don't step in the bullshit!
- Corporal Upham: Caparzo, is it?
- Private Caparzo: Hey Corporal, drop dead!
- Corporal Upham: Got you.
- Private Caparzo: And another thing, every time you salute the Captain, you make him a target for the Germans. Do us a favor. Don't do it. Especially when I'm standing next to him, capisci?
- Corporal Upham: Uh, capisci.
- Captain Miller: [on Omaha Beach] Bangalores up the line! Bagalores up the line!
- Sergeant Horvath: Heads up, bangers comin' your way.
- Private Caparzo: [a soldier's helmet is struck by a bullet and he then takes it off] Jesus, lucky bastard.
- [the other soldier is then shot in the head and falls dead]