Few Good Men, A

Few Good Men, A quotes

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Capt. Jack Ross
Col. Nathan R. Jessep
Lt. Cdr. JoAnne Galloway
Lt. Col. Matthew Markinson
Lt. Daniel Kaffee
Lt. Sam Weinberg

Galloway: Why do you hate them so much?
Weinberg: They picked on a weakling. That's all they did, all right? The rest of this is just smoke-filled coffeehouse crap. They tortured and tormented a weaker kid. They didn't like him — so they killed him. And why? Because he couldn't run very fast!

Galloway: Lieutenant, how long have you been in the Navy?
Kaffee: Going on nine months now.
Galloway: And how long have you been out of law school?
Kaffee: A little over a year.
Galloway: I see.
Kaffee: Have I done something wrong?
Galloway: No, it's just that when I petitioned Division to have counsel assigned, I was hoping to be taken seriously.
Kaffee: No offense taken, in case you were wondering.
Weinberg: Commander, Lieutenant Kaffee is generally considered the best litigator in our office. He's successfully plea-bargained forty-four cases in nine months.
Kaffee: One more and I get a set of steak knives.

Kaffee: Colonel, when you learned of Santiago's letter to the NIS, you had a meeting with your senior officers, is that right?
Jessep: Yes.
Kaffee: The Platoon Commander Lt. Jonathan Kendrick, and the executive officer, Lt. Colonel Matthew Markinson
Jessep: Yes.
Kaffee: And, at present, Colonel Markinson is dead, is that right?
Ross: Object! I would like to know exactly what the defense council is implying.
Kaffee: I'm implying simply that, at present, Colonel Markinson is not alive.
Ross: Surely, Colonel Jessep doesn't need to appear in court to confirm that information.
Kaffee: I just wasn't sure if the witness was aware that 2 nights ago Colonel Markinson took his own life with a .45-caliber pistol.
Judge: The witness is aware, the court is aware, and now the court members are aware. We thank you for bringing this to our attention. Move on, Lieutenant.

Kaffee: Hold on a sec, we got to take a boat?
Barnes: Yes sir, just to get to the other side of the bay.
Kaffee: Nobody said anything about a boat.
Barnes: Is there a problem, sir?
Kaffee: No, no problem, I'm just not that crazy about boats, that's all.
Galloway: Jesus Christ, Kaffee, you're in the Navy for crying out loud!
Kaffee: Nobody likes her very much.
Barnes: Yes, Sir.

Weinberg: Don't forget to wear the whites. It's very hot down there.
Kaffee: I don't like the whites.
Weinberg: Nobody likes the whites, but we're going to Cuba. You got Dramamine?
Kaffee: Dramamine keeps you cool?
Weinberg: No, Dramamine keeps you from throwing up. You get sick when you fly.
Kaffee: I get sick when I fly 'cause I'm afraid of crashing into a large mountain. I don't think Dramamine will help.
Weinberg: I got some oregano. I hear that works pretty good.

Jessep: What do you think of Kendrick?
Markinson: Nathan, I don't believe my opinion of Kendrick is--
Jessep: I think he's pretty much of a weasel myself, but he's an awfully good officer. And we see eye to eye on a lot of things, including how to run a Marine Corps unit. And, I believe that taking a Marine who isn't quite up to the job and shipping him off to another assignment puts lives in danger! [Markinson, disgusted, gets up to leave] Sit down, Matthew! We go back a while. We went to the Academy together, we were commissioned together, we did our tours in Vietnam together. But I've been promoted up the chain with greater speed and success than you have. Now, if that's a source of tension or embarrassment for you, I don't give a shit. We're in the business of saving lives, Lieutenant Colonel Markinson. Don't ever question my orders in the presence of another officer. You're dismissed.

C.O.: It seems important to Division that this one be handled by the book, so I'm assigning co-counsel. Any volunteers? [Stares at Weinberg]
Weinberg: No! Sir, I've got a pile of papers on my desk about a mile high!
C.O.: Work with Kaffee on this.
Weinberg: Doing what? Kaffee will have this done in about four days.
C.O.: Doing various administrative things. Backup. Whatever.
Weinberg: In other words, I have no responsibilities here whatsoever.
C.O.: Right.
Weinberg: My kind of case.

The only thing I have to eat is Yoohoo and Cocoa Puffs, so if you want anything else bring it with you.

Kaffee: Lieutenant, do you recall an incident involving a PFC Curtis Bell, who'd been found stealing liquor from the officers' club?
Kendrick: Yes, I do.
Kaffee: Did you report Private Bell to the proper authorities?
Kendrick: I have two books at my bedside, Lieutenant: the Marine Corps Code of Conduct and the King James Bible. The only proper authorities I'm aware of are my commanding officer, Colonel Nathan R. Jessep, and the Lord our God.
Kaffee: At your request, Lieutenant Kendrick, I can have the record reflect your lack of acknowledgment of this court as a proper authority.

Galloway: Tell your friend not to get cute down there, the Marines at Gitmo are fanatical.
Weinberg: Fanatical about what?
Galloway: About being Marines.

Galloway: Listen, I came to make peace. We got off on the wrong foot. What do you say, friends?
Kaffee: I, uh--
Galloway: By the way, I brought Downey some comic books he was asking for. The kid, Kaffee, I swear he doesn't know where he is. He doesn't even know why he's been arrested!
Kaffee: Commander--
Galloway: You can call me Joanne.
Kaffee: Joanne.
Galloway: Or Jo.
Kaffee: Jo?
Galloway: Yes.
Kafee: Jo, if you ever speak to a client of mine again without my permission, I'll have you disbarred. Friends?

I don't think your clients belong in jail, but I don't get to make that decision! I represent the government of the United States without passion or prejudice, and my client has a case.

Dear Mr. and Mrs. Santiago, I was William's company commander. I knew your son vaguely, which is to say I knew his name. In a matter of time, the trial of the two men charged with your son's death will be concluded, and seven men and two women whom you've never met will try to offer you an explanation as to why William is dead. For my part, I've done as much as I can to bring the truth to light. And the truth is this: Your son is dead for only one reason. I wasn't strong enough to stop it. Always, Lieutenant Colonel Matthew Andrew Markinson, United States Marine Corps. After writing letter, Markinson pulls a pistol from his uniform, places the barrel into his mouth and fires]

Dawson: Do you think we were right?
Kaffee: I think you would lose.
Dawson: [to Kaffee] You're such a coward. I can't believe they let you wear a uniform.

Capt. West: Commander Galloway, why don't you get yourself a cup of coffee?
Galloway: Thank you, sir, I'm fine.
Capt. West: Commander, I'd like you to leave the room so we can talk about you behind your back.
Galloway: Certainly, sir.