[to Galloway]That was impressive. Did you get what I said about the flight?
[Sees that they are already sitting]Good. Jessup told Kendrick to order the code red, Kendrick did and our clients followed the order. The cover-up isn't our case - to win Jessup needs to tell the court members that he ordered the code red.
[Starts imitating Jessup]He eats breakfast 300 yards away from 4000 Cubans that are trained to kill him. And nobody's going to tell him how to run his unit least of all the Harvard mouth in his faggoty white uniform. I need to shake him, put him on the defensive and lead him right where he's dying to go.
:Private, answer the captain's question!
[turns to Sam as if he were Jessup on the stand]Colonel Jessup, isn't it true that you ordered the Code Red on Santiago?[interrupts with game-show buzzer sound] eeehhhhh! I'm sorry, your time's run out! What do we have for the losers, judge? Well, for our defendants, it's a life time at exotic Fort Leavenworth! And, for defense counsel Kaffee, that's right, it's a court martial! Yes, Johnny! After falsely accusing a highly decorated Marine officer of conspiracy and perjury, Lieutenant Kaffee will have a long and prosperous career teaching... typewriter maintenance at the Rocco Globbo School for Women! Thank you for playing "Should we or should we not follow the advice of the galactically stupid!"
[when Galloway insists on investigation instead of an instant uninformed plea-bargain]Commander, do you have some sort of jurisdiction here that I should know about?
[Galloway arrives] I have medical reports and Chinese food. I say we eat first.
[pause, Weinberg is pondering]What?