Monday, July 10, 2006

My job is to make sure that you do your job. I'm Special Counsel for Internal Affairs, so my jurisdiction's pretty much in your face.

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Kaffee: All right, what's the code?
Dawson: Unit, Corps, God, country.
Kaffee: Come again?
Dawson: Unit, Corps, God, country.
Kaffee: The United States of America wants to charge the two of you with murder & you want me to go before the judge with "Unit, Corps, God, country"?
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Col. Jessep: [to Lt. Kendrick] John, you're in charge. Private Santiago doesn't make 4646 on his next Proficiency and Conduct Report, and I'm going to blame you. And then, I'm going to kill you.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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Downey: What did we do wrong? We did nothing wrong.
Dawson: Yeah, we did. We were supposed to fight for the people who couldn't fight for themselves. We were supposed to fight for Willie.
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Kaffee: [just seconds before the trial starts] Last chance. I'll flip you for it.
Bailiff: All rise.
Capt. Ross: Too late.

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Capt. Ross: Your honor, it is obvious that Lt. Kaffee's intentions are to smear a high ranking Marine officer with the hopes that the mere appearance of impropriety will win him points with the court members. Now, it is my recommendation that Lt. Kaffee be reprimanded for his conduct and that this witness be excused with this court's deepest apologies.
Judge Randolph: Overruled.
Capt. Ross: Your honor...
Judge Randolph: Your objection is noted.
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Pfc. William T. Santiago: P.S. In exchange for my transfer, I am willing to provide you with information concerning...
Col. Jessep: [reading PFC Santiago's letter to the NIS] information concerning an illegal fence-line shooting that took place the night of August 6th...
[shouts]
Col. Jessep: Who the fuck is PFC William T Santiago? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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Col. Jessep: Transfer Santiago off the base. Yes, I'm sure that's the thing to do. Wait, I have a better idea. Why don't we just transfer the whole squad off the base? As a matter of fact, why don't we just transfer the whole Windward Division off the base? John, go on out there and tell those boys to come down off the wall, they're packing their bags. Tom!
Tom: Yes, sir!
Col. Jessep: Get me the President on the phone. We're surrendering our position in Cuba!
Tom: Yes, sir.
Col. Jessep: Wait a minute, Tom, don't call the President just yet. Perhaps we should consider this for a moment. Dismissed, Tom. You know, maybe we have an obligation to young William. Maybe we as officers have a responsibility to our country to see to it that the men assigned to protect it are properly trained... yes, I'm certain I've read that somewhere and while your suggestion, Lt. Col. Markinson, of transferring William off the base, while expeditious and certainly painless, might not be, in a matter of speaking, the American way. Santiago stays where he is. We're gonna train the lad!
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Kaffee: [when Galloway insists on investigation instead of an instant uninformed plea-bargain] Commander, do you have some sort of jurisdiction here that I should know about?
Galloway: My job is to make sure that you do your job. I'm Special Counsel for Internal Affairs, so my jurisdiction's pretty much in your face.
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