In the Line of Fire - Debate on Life and Death Choices
Mitch Leary:
Do you believe in the nobility of suicide?
Frank Horrigan:
No. But if you wanna blow your goddamn head off, go ahead, be my guest.
Mitch Leary:
Nicely put, except I don't want to leave this miserable world alone.
Lilly Raines:
West tower, do you have a shot?
Sniper:
Negative, too dark. Target unclear.
Leary:
It's better to die with a friend, don't you think Frank?
Horrigan:
A friend? You're a damn killer, you sick bastard.
Leary:
Don't talk to me like that! I saved your life. You owe me.
Horrigan:
I don't owe you shit.
Leary:
I was always honest and fair with you.
Horrigan: [the other agents hear him on the ground floor]
Go ahead and shoot. Go ahead.
Agent Chavez: [to people reacting at the audio]
It's Frank. Quiet! Quiet!
Horrigan:
Come on, dammit.
Raines:
Frank are you talking to me?
Horrigan: [trying to keep talking to Leary]
Well, what are you waiting for?
Leary: [aims pistol as Horrigan moves back]
What am I waiting for? I'm waiting for you to show me some goddamn gratitude. Without me, you'd still just be another sad-eyed, piano-playing drunk. I brought you into this game. I let you keep up with me. I made you a goddamn hero today.
Horrigan:
You didn't make me anything.
Leary:
I redeemed your pathetic, shitty life.
Horrigan:
I just did my job. You're the one with the fucking pathetic life. Go ahead and shoot, dammit.
Raines:
They can't see inside. If they fire, you'll be hit.
Leary:
I want you to thank me first, Frank.
Horrigan:
Shut up and shoot.
Raines:
All right, Frank.
Leary: [kneels to him]
All right, Frank.
Raines:
Shooters, standby to fire. Wait for my command.
Leary:
Sleep well, my friend.
Horrigan:
Just one thing: Aim high.
Leary:
What?
Raines:
Aim high.
Horrigan:
NOW!
Raines:
Fire!
Leary: [finally sees that Horrigan was on the radio the whole time; snipers shoot]
You bastard!
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A Few Good Men - Confronting Concerns About Private Santiago
Jessup:
Who the fuck is Pfc. William T. Santiago?
Kendrick:
Private Santiago is a member of Second Platoon Bravo.
Jessup:
Yeah. Well, apparently, he's not very happy down here at Shangri-La, because he's written letters to everyone but Santa Claus asking for a transfer, and now he's telling tales about a fence line shooting. Matthew?
Markinson:
I'm... appalled, sir.
Jessup:
You're "appalled". This kid broke the chain of command and ratted on a member of his unit. To say nothing of the fact that he is a US Marine, and it would appear he can't run from here to there without collapsing from heat exhaustion. What the fuck is going on in Bravo Company, Matthew?
Markinson:
Colonel, I think perhaps it would be better to hold this discussion in private.
Kendrick:
That won't be necessary, Colonel. I can handle the situation, sir.
Markinson: [Kendrick starts to speak]
The same way you handled the Curtis Bell incident? Don't interrupt me, Lieutenant! I'm still your superior officer.
Jessup: [to Markinson]
And I'm yours, Matthew. I want to know what we're going to do about this.
Markinson:
I think Santiago should be transferred off the base immediately.
Jessup:
He's that bad, huh?
Markinson:
Not only that, but word of this letter's bound to get out. He's gonna get his ass whipped.
Jessup: [sarcastically; calling out to his assistant]
Hmm... Transfer Santiago? Yes, I'm sure you're right. I'm sure that's the thing to do. Wait - but I've got a better idea. Let's transfer the whole squad off the base. Let's-- On second thought, Windward. Let's transfer the whole Windward Division off the base. John, tell those boys to get down off the fence. They're packing their bags. Tom?
Tom: [enters office]
Sir?
Jessup:
Get me the President on the phone. We're surrendering our position in Cuba.
Tom: [starts to leave office]
Yes, sir.
Jessup:
Wait a minute, Tom. Don't get the President yet. Maybe we should consider this for a second. Dismissed, Tom.
Tom: [departs office]
Yes, sir.
Col. Jessup: [to Kendrick]
Maybe, and I'm just spitballing here, maybe we have a responsibility as officers to train Santiago. Maybe we as officers have a responsibility to this country to see that the men and women charged with its security are trained professionals. Yes, I'm certain that I read that somewhere once. And now I'm thinking, Colonel Markinson, that your suggestion of transferring Santiago, 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! John, you're in charge. 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.
Kendrick:
Yes, sir.
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