Is this funny, sir? No, it isn't. It's tragic. Do you have an answer to the question,...

Kaffee: [Kaffee has just asked why Santiago hadn't packed despite being due to be transferred in a few hours after the time of his death. Jessup smirks] Is this funny, sir? Col. Jessup: No, it isn't. It's tragic. Kaffee: Do you have an answer to the question, Colonel? Col. Jessup: Absolutely. My answer is I don't have the first damn clue. Maybe he was an early riser and liked to pack in the morning. And maybe he didn't have any friends. I'm an educated man, but I'm afraid I can't speak intelligently about the travel habits of William Santiago. What I do know is that he was set to leave the base at 0600. Now, are these really the questions I was called here to answer? Phone calls and foot lockers? Please tell me that you have something more, Lieutenant. These two Marines are on trial for their lives. Please tell me their lawyer hasn't pinned their hopes to a phone bill. [Kaffee hesitates, dumbfounded] Col. Jessup: Do you have any more questions for me, Counselor? Judge Randolph: Lt. Kaffee? [pause] Judge Randolph: Lieutenant, do you have anything further for this witness? Col. Jessup: [standing to leave] Thanks, Danny. I love Washington. Kaffee: Excuse me. I didn't dismiss you. Col. Jessup: I beg your pardon? Kaffee: I'm not through with my examination. Sit down. Col. Jessup: Colonel! Kaffee: What's that? Col. Jessup: I would appreciate it if you would address me as "Colonel" or "Sir." I believe I've earned it. Judge Randolph: Defense counsel will address the witness as "Colonel" or "Sir." Col. Jessup: I don't know what the hell kind of unit you're running here. Col. Jessup: And the witness will address this court as "Judge" or "Your Honor." I'm quite certain I've earned it. Take your seat, Colonel.

But it's my feeling that if this case is handled in the same... fast-food, slick-ass, Persian bazaar manner... with which you seem to handle everything else... then something's gonna get missed. And I wouldn't be doing my job if I allowed Dawson and Downey... to spend any more time in prison than absolutely necessary... because their attorney had predetermined the path of least resistance. Wow. I'm sexually aroused, Commander. I don't think your clients murdered anyone. What are you basing this on? There was no intent. The doctor's report says Santiago died of asphyxiation... brought on by acute lactic acidosis... and that the nature of the acidosis strongly suggests poison. I don't know what any of that means, but it sounds pretty bad. Santiago died at 1:00 a. m. At 3:00, the doctor wasn’t able to determine the cause of death. Two hours later, he said it was poison. Oh, now I see what you’re saying. It had to be Professor Plum in the library with a candlestick. - I'm gonna talk to your supervisor. - Okay. Go straight up Pennsylvania Avenue. It's the big white house with the pillars in front. - Thank you. - I don't think you’ll have much luck. I was assigned by Division. Somebody over there thinks I'm a pretty good lawyer. So while I appreciate your interest and admire your enthusiasm... I think I can handle things myself. You know what a Code Red is? What a pity. - Morning, sir. - Morning. Officer on deck! Sir, Lance Corporal Harold W. Dawson, sir! Rifle Security Company Windward, Second Platoon Bravo. Someone hasn't been working and playing well with others, Harold. Sir, yes, sir! Sir, P.F.C. Louden Downey, sir! I'm Daniel Kaffee. This is Sam Weinberg. Sit down. - This your signature? - Yes, sir. You don't have to call me "sir. " Is this your signature? Sir, yes, sir. You certainly don't need to do it twice in one sentence. - What's a Code Red? - It is a disciplinary engagement. What's that mean? A Marine falls out of line, it's up to the men in his unit to get him on track. - What's a garden variety Code Red? - Sir? Harold, you say, "sir," and I turn around and look for my father. Danny, Daniel, Kaffee. Garden variety. Typical. What's basic Code Red? Sir, a Marine refuses to bathe on a regular basis... the men in his squad will give him a G.I. shower. What's that? Scrub brushes, Brillo pads, steel wool. Beautiful. Was the attack on Santiago a Code Red? Yes, sir. Does he ever talk? Sir, P.F.C. Downey will answer any direct questions you ask him. Swell. Private Downey, the rag you stuffed in Santiago's mouth- - Was there poison on it? - No, sir. Silver polish, turpentine, antifreeze? No, sir. We were just gonna shave his head, sir. When all of the sudden- We saw blood dripping down his mouth... and we pulled the tape off and there was blood all down his face, sir. That's when Lance Corporal Dawson called the ambulance. Did anyone see you call the ambulance? No, sir. Were you there when the ambulance got there? Yes, sir. That's when we were taken under arrest. The night of August 2, did you fire a shot across the fence line into Cuba? - Yes, sir. - Why? - My mirror engaged, sir. - His mirror? Every American sentry post has a Cuban counterpart, called "mirrors. " Lance Corporal's claiming that his mirror was about to fire at him. Santiago's letter to the N.I.S...