A Few Good Man "You Can't Handle the Truth"

Son, we live in a world with
walls that must be guarded.

Who's gonna do it? You?
You, Lt. Weinberg?

I have more responsibility
than you can fathom.

You weep for Santiago
and curse the Marines.

You don't know what I know.
Santiago's tragic death saved lives.

And my existence,
while grotesque to you, saves lives!

But deep down, in places
you don't talk about at parties, -

- you need me on that wall.

We use words like
honour, code, loyalty.

They're the backbone of our lives.
You use them as a punchline!

I haven't the time or inclination
to explain myself -