You snotty little bastard.

Your honor, I'd like to ask for a recess.

I'd like an answer to the question, Judge.

The court will wait for an answer.

If Lt. Kendrick gave an order that Santiago

wasn't to be touched, then why did he have to be transferred?

Colonel?

Lt. Kendrick ordered the code red,

didn't he, because that's what you told Lt. Kendrick to do.

Objection!

And when it went bad, you cut these guys loose!

Your Honor!

You had Markinson sign a phony transcript order!

You doctored the log book!

Damn it, Kaffee!

You coerced the doctor!

Consider yourself in contempt.

Col. Jessup, did you order the Code Red?

You don't have to answer that question.

I'll answer the question.

You want answers?

I think I'm entitled.

You want answers?

I want the truth!

You can't handle the truth!

Son, we live in a world that has walls.

And those walls have to be guarded by men with guns.

Who's going to do it, you?

You, Lt. Weinberg?

I have a greater responsibility than you can 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.

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 these words as the backbone of a life spent

defending 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 that 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 you pick up a weapon, and stand a post.

Either way, I don't give a damn what

you think you are entitled to!

Did you order the code red?

I did the job you sent me--

Did you order the Code Red?

You're goddamn right, I did!