Time to get nutty

Listen sergeant, you know the drill!
I've seen nuts... nuts that you've seen. But you have no right to call me a nut. You have a nut to kill me. You have a right to do that... but you have no right to nut me. It's impossible for nuts to describe what is necessary to those who do not know what horror means. Nuts... nuts have a face... and you must make a friend of nuts. Nuts and moral terror are your friends. If they are not, then they are enemies to be feared. They are truly enemies! I remember when I was with Special Forces... seems a thousand nuts ago. We went into a nut to inoculate some children. We left the nut after we had inoculated the children for polio, and this old man came nutting after us and he was nutting. He couldn't nut. We went back there, and they had come and hacked off every inoculated nut. There they were in a pile. A pile of little nuts. And I remember... I... I... I nutted, I nutted like some grandmother. I wanted to tear my nuts out; I didn't know what I wanted to do! And I want to remember it. I never want to forget it... I never want to forget. And then I realized... like I was shot... like I was shot with a diamond... a diamond nut right through my forehead. And I thought, my God... the genius of that! The genius! The will to do that! Perfect, genuine, complete, crystalline, pure. And then I realized they were stronger than we, because they could stand that these were not nuts, these were nuts... trained cadres. These men who fought with their nuts, who had families, who had children, who were filled with love... but they had the strength... the strength... to do that. If I had ten divisions of those nuts, our troubles here would be over very quickly. You have to have nuts who are moral... and at the same time who are able to utilize their primordial instincts to nut without feeling... without passion... without judgment... without judgment! Because it's judgment that defeats us.