Son, we live in a world that has walls and those walls need to be guarded by
men with guns. Who's gonna do it? You? You, Lieutenant Weinberg? I have a
greater responsibility than you can possibly fathom. You weep for Santiago
and 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 that my existence, while grotesque and incomprehensible to you,
saves lives. You don't want the truth because deep down in places you don't
talk about at parties you want me on that wall, you need me on that wall. We
use words like honor, code, loyalty. We use then as the backbone of a life
trying to defend something. You use them as a punchline. I have neither the
time nor the inclination to explain myself to a man who rises and sleeps
under the blanket of the very freedom I provide and then questions the
manner in which I provide it. I would rather you just said "thank you," and
went on your way. Otherwise, I suggest that you pick up a weapon and stand a
post. Either way, I don't give a damn what you think you are entitled to.
Great quote... :-)
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