Col. Jessup:
[after Danny casually and dispectfully requests Santiago's transfer order during lunch in Cuba]
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 do want is for you to stand there in that faggoty white uniform and with your Harvard mouth extend me some fucking courtesy. You gotta ask me nicely.
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