Jack Starrett credited as playing...
Galt
- Deputy Sergeant Arthur Gault: [Preston sluices Rambo with a fire hose] Hey, Preston! Make sure you get him behind the ears! Ha-ha-ha-ha.
- [Mitch leaves in disgust]
- Deputy Sergeant Arthur Gault: What's the matter, Mitch? Don't you like water sports?
- [continues laughing]
- Deputy Sergeant Arthur Gault: Hey. If you're looking for trouble, you've come to the right place buddy.
- Deputy Mitch: [Gault floors Rambo with a nightstick] Gault, what the fuck was that?
- Deputy Sergeant Arthur Gault: Well, the man said 'Clean him up.'
- [Kicks Rambo]
- Deputy Sergeant Arthur Gault: Clean him up...
- Deputy Mitch: How blind are you? Can't you see this guy's crazy?
- Deputy Sergeant Arthur Gault: Can't you see I don't give a shit?
- Deputy Sergeant Arthur Gault: If you don't fly this thing right, I swear to god I'm going to kill you.
- Ward: Just roll it across. Roll it across!
- Deputy Sergeant Art Galt: Push it.
- Ward: It won't work that way, it'll only smear. Roll it across!
- Deputy Sergeant Art Galt: Look, sonny boy, if you don't put your grubby hand there, I'm gonna to break it off!
- [Rambo refuses. Galt slam the fingerprint supplies with a nightstick]
- Deputy Sergeant Art Galt: Put it down, you dummy!
- Sheriff Will Teasle: Art, what the hell's going on down here?
- Deputy Sergeant Art Galt: Nothing I can't handle.
- Ward: He won't let us print him well.
- [Rambo wipe of the ink with a sheet]
- Ward: Leave the ink on your hand!
- [Sheriff Teasle finds out the problem with Rambo for refusing to be fingerprinting]
- Sheriff Will Teasle: Just what is your problem, huh? Listen, hardcase. As things stand right now, you're facing the end of a 90 day incarceration. Plus a $250 fine, which you don't look to me like you can pay. At 10:00 tomorrow morning, you're going up in front of that judge. And you're think we're tough. We're gonna make you more presentable for your courtroom appearance. Between now and then, you can just impress the hell outta me by doing exactly as you're told.
- [Take the wrapping paper and thrown out]
- Sheriff Will Teasle: Clean him up.
- Deputy Sergeant Arthur Gault: [Reading Rambo's dog tags] Whaddya know?... Old Harry here's a soldier..."Rambo, John J?"