Dead Presidents Page #10
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- Year:
- 1995
- 119 min
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Yeah
'Cause there's educated people
Runnin' the lives of our society
Makin' up the rules
Mr Curtis, you have been
lawfully tried in this court...
and found guilty on all charges.
Do you have anything to say on your own
behalf before I pronounce sentence?
Uh...
no, ain't nothin' I say
gonna get me out of this.
But things were gettin' bad
for me, and...
I had to do what I had to do
to s... to survive.
Maybe it was wrong, but l...
I certainly didn't mean
for anybody to be hurt.
Uh, Your Honour,
please consider before sentencing...
that my client served his country proud
in the Marine Corps.
As a matter of fact, he was
a sergeant,
decorated with many medals.
In fact, one of those medals
was the, uh, Silver Star, for valour.
a difficult time adjusting when he...
Excuse me, Counsel.
l, too, was a marine...
and I served my country proudly
in World War Il, a real war, I may add.
- Yes, Your Honor...
- I'm not finished yet, please.
at Guadalcanal.
Now, this young man has obviously
forgotten some very...
fundamental things like decency
and dedication and honor...
everything the corps taught us.
He is a disgrace to everyone
that has ever put on that uniform...
and I will not permit you or him to use
the Vietnam War as a cop-out here.
Anthony Curtis, for your
participation in this crime...
a crime that took the lives of several
innocent people, I do hereby...
sentence you to the custody of the
Attorney General of the United States...
for a period of 15 years to life.
Oh, my God.
These proceedings are concluded.
This court is adjourned.
"Life"? What the f***
he mean "life"?
After all the sh*t I did
for this motherfuckin' country?
What the f*** he talkin' about, "life"?
Man, f*** you! F*** you!
- Hey!
- Oh, Anthony!
After all the sh*t I did
for this motherfuckin' country?
You, remove the prisoner
from the court!
- You hear me?
- F*** you! F*** you!
- Restrain the prisoner!
Get him outta here! Let the record
show... Let the record show...
that a chair was thrown
at the judge.
Whoa, whoa
If you see me
walkin' down the street
And I start to cry
Each time we meet
Then walk on by
Walk on by
Make believe
That you don't see the tears
You just let me grieve
in private
'Cause each time I see you
I just can't help myself
I think about how tight we used to be
I break down and cry
Oh, baby
Walk on by
Hmm-mmm-mmm
I just can't get over
losing you
So if I seem
Broken in two
Please walk on by
Walk on by
Foolish pride
Is all that I have left
So let me hide
The tears and the sadness
you gave me
You put the hurt on me
You socked it to me, mama
When you said goodbye
So, please, walk on by
Make believe you never see
the tears I cry
So do me a favour
And walk on by
So I'm beggin' you to
Walk on by
Oh, yeah
And make believe you never see
the tears I cry
So I'm beggin' you
I'm beggin' you
To walk on by
Make believe you never see
the tears I cry
Oh
There's no dust in my eye
Oh, no
Smoke ain't makin' me cry
No, no, no
It's the hurt
you put on me, yeah
I don't want you
to see this man cry
Where is the love
Where is the love
Where is the love
Where is the love
Where is the love
Where is the love
Where is the love
Ooh, yeah, yeah
Where is the love
You said you'd give to me
Soon as you were free
Will it ever be
Where is the love
You told me that you
didn't love him
And you were gonna say goodbye
But if you really
didn't mean it
Why did you have to lie
Where is the love
You said was mine
all mine
Till the end of time
Was it just a lie
Where is the love
If you had had a sudden
change of heart
I wish that you
would tell me so
Don't leave me hangin'
on these promises
You've gotta let me know
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