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I have a greater responsibility than you could possibly fathom. You weep for Santiago and you curse the Marines. You have that luxury. You have the luxury of not knowing what I know; that Santiago's death, while tragic, probably saved lives. And my existence, while grotesque and incomprehensible to you, *saves lives*.
He was asleep in his bed at midnight, and according to you, he was getting on a plane in 6 hours. Yet everything he owned was hanging neatly in his closet, and folded neatly in his footlocker. You were leaving for one day, you packed a bag and made three phone calls. Santiago was leaving for the rest of his life, and he hadn't called a soul ...
A great memorable quote from the A Few Good Men movie on Quotes.net - Kaffee: Is this funny, sir? Col. Jessep: No, it's tragic. Kaffee: Do you have an answer? Col. Jessep: Absolutely. My answer is I don't have the first damn clue. Maybe he was an early riser and liked to pack in the morning. And maybe he didn't have any friends.
Jessep: I told Kendrick to tell his men, that Santiago wasn't to be touched. Kaffee: And did you give an order to Colonel Markinson as well? Jessep: I ordered Markinson to have Santiago transferred off the base immediately. Kaffee: Why? Jessep: I felt his life might be in danger once word of the letter got out.
I would rather you just said thank you, and went on your way, Otherwise, I suggest you pick up a weapon, and stand a post. Either way, I don't give a damn what you think you are entitled to. Lt. Weinberg: You've heard her. My daughter said a word. She said 'pa'. Kaffee: She was pointing to a mailbox, Sam. Lt. Weinberg:
Galloway: This past February you received a cautionary memo from the Commander-in-Chief of the Atlantic Fleet, warning that the practice of enlisted men disciplining their own wasn't to be condoned by officers. Jessep: Well, I submit to you that whoever wrote that memo has never faced the working end of a Soviet-made Cuban AK-47 assault rifle ...
Jessep: You have to ask me nicely. You see, Danny, I can deal with the bullets and the bombs and the blood. I don't want money and I don't want medals. What I dowant is for you to stand there in that ****y white uniform and with your Harvard mouth extend me some ****ing courtesy! You gotta ask me nicely.
