Sgt. O'Neill: Guy's in three years, he thinks he's Jesus fucking Christ or something.
Sgt. Barnes: Red, your guys stay in, but you go! I need veterans out there.
Sgt. O'Neill: Damn it!
[leaves]
Lt. Wolf: Excuse me, Seargeant. But in front of the men, I think it's necessary for *me* to give the orders.
Sgt. Barnes: [sarcastically] Yes, sir.