Sgt. Mulligan:
[in a jail cell and facing a firing squad in the morning]
Rules... regulations... court martials... Talkin' about the juice in a man's veins. I'm talkin' about all the good times you never had. 'Off the point,' you say. But drinkin', girls, smokin' cigars, chasin' rainbows - that's the point! You've got no feelings, General! There's just an empty place inside! A hole stuffed with rubbish!
[with contempt]
Sgt. Mulligan:
The flag... the regiment... duty!
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