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A Few Good Men Page #8
- R
- Year:
- 1992
- 138 min
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JESSEP:
(continuing)
Matthew, siddown.
(beat)
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
through the chain with greater speed
and success than you have. Now if
embarrassment for you, well, I don't
give a sh*t. We're in the business
of saving lives, Captain Markinson.
Don't ever question my orders in
front of another officer.
JESSEP grabs his hat and walks out, leaving MARKINSON sitting
all alone, and we
CUT TO:
EXT. WASHINGTON NAVY YARD - MAIN GATE - DAY
It's maybe a little hazier today than it was yesterday. An
M.P. is waving a procession of three Military Police sedans
and a fourth unmarked car through the gate. The cars drive
through and we
CUT TO:
Another red-brick building. A few M.P.Is stand out front as
the cars pull up. As soon as they come to a stop, all the
doors swing open and various uniformed and non-uniformed
officers hop out and move to the unmarked sedan where they
escort DAWSON and DOWNEY, in handcuffs, out of the car.
HAROLD DAWSON's a handsome, young, black corporal. Intense,
controlled, and utterly professional.
LOUDEN DOWNEY's a 19-year-old kid off an Iowa farm. He's
happiest when someone is telling him exactly what to do.
DAWSON's his hero.
The two prisoners stand still for a moment. They might as
we'll be in Oz.
DOWNEY:
Hal?
DAWSON doesn't say anything.
DOWNEY:
(continuing)
Is this Washington, D.C.?
M.P.
Alright, let's move.
CUT TO:
and KAFFEE's at it again.
KAFFEE:
Alright, let's get tough out there!
JO walks up from behind the backstop.
JO:
Excuse me.
KAFFEE:
You want to suit up? We need all the
help we can get.
JO:
No, thank you, I can't throw and
catch things.
KAFFEE:
That's okay, neither can they.
JO:
I wanted to talk to you about Corporal
Dawson and Private Downey.
KAFFEE:
Say again?
JO:
Dawson and Downey.
KAFFEE:
(beat)
Those names sound like they should
mean something to me, but I'm just
not --
JO:
Dawson! Downey! Your clients!
KAFFEE:
The Cuba thing! Yes! Dawson and
Downey.
(beat)
Right.
(pause)
I've done something wrong again,
haven't I?
JO:
I was wondering why two guys have
been in a jail cell since this morning
while their lawyer is outside hitting
a ball.
KAFFEE:
We need the practice.
JO:
That wasn't funny.
KAFFEE:
It was a little funny.
JO:
Lieutenant, would you feel very
insulted if I recommended to your
supervisor that he assign different
counsel?
KAFFEE:
Why?
JO:
I don't think you're fit to handle
this defense.
KAFFEE:
You don't even know me. Ordinarily
it takes someone hours to discover
I'm not fit to handle a defense.
Jo just stares.
KAFFEE:
(continuing)
Oh come on, that was damn funny.
Jo moves close to KAFFEE to say this with a degree of
confidentiality.
JO:
I do know you. Daniel AlliStair
Kaffee, born June 8th, 1964 at Boston
Mercy Hospital. Your father's Lionel
Kaffee, former Navy Judge Advocate
and Attorney General, of the United
States, died 1985. You went to Harvard
Law on a Navy scholarship, probably
because that's what your father wanted
you to do, and now you're just
treading water for the three years
you've gotta serve in the JAG Corps,
just kinda layin' low til you can
get out and get a real job. And if
that's the situation, that's fine, I
won't tell anyone. But my feeling is
that if this case is handled in the
same fast-food, slick-ass, Persian
Bazaar manner with which you seem to
handle everything else, 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 pre-
determined the path of least
resistance.
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