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: You have embarrassed this office. You will be facing a review from the Office of Professional Responsibility. Nick Memphis
: Sir... I don't, I don't feel embarrassed. A Force Recon Marine Scout Sniper disarmed me three weeks out of the academy. If anything... I feel lucky to be alive.
: Bono? You want them to get Bono?
: Have you given your official statement yet, 'cuz I would be VERY cautious about what went IN it. Nick Memphis
: Well, maybe I should wait for the report to come out, read it, and THEN remember.
Senator Charles F. Meachum
: You got any plans after this? You have a rather unique skill set. I'd be interested in offering you a job. Bob Lee Swagger
: Work? For you? Senator Charles F. Meachum
: It's not really as bad as it seems. It's all gonna be done in any case. You might as well be on the side that gets you well paid for your efforts. Nick Memphis
: And what side are you on? Senator Charles F. Meachum
: There are no sides. There's no Sunnis and Shiites. There's no Democrats and Republicans. There's only HAVES and HAVE-NOTS.
: I didn't know you had a woman. Bob Lee Swagger
: Neither did I... until they took her.
: That's how a conspiracy works. Them boys on the Grassy Knoll they were dead within three hours, buried in the damned desert, unmarked graves out past Terlingua. Nick Memphis
: You know this for a fact? Mr. Rate
: Still got the shovel...
: FBI! Took my weapon and my car!
: [sips coffee, chokes, coughs
] Mr. Rate
] Good coffee? Nick Memphis
: Would've been a bad job to take, though. Nick Memphis
: How come? Mr. Rate
: Whoever took that shot's probably dead now. That's how conspiracy works. Them boys on the grassy knoll, they were dead within three hours. Buried in the damn desert. Unmarked graves out past Terlingua. Nick Memphis
: And you know this for a fact? Mr. Rate
: Still got the shovel!
Bob Lee Swagger
: Sake of argument, somebody other than him? Mr. Rate
: There was a guy in Russia. They locked his ass up. Another one in France. I know he's dead. There was one guy, but he don't shoot no more. A brutal son of a bitch. Most boys shoot to kill. He'd shoot to wound, wait till his friends come to help, kill them too. Turned one target into four. Men, women, children. Killed them by the hundreds. The other side wanted him. Bad. Finally narrowed his hide down to an abandoned six-story building. They quit the subtle tactics. They called in an artillery strike. Leveled a square block. Brought the building down on his ass. Some say he crawled out of there. Some say he died. Never heard from him no more. Bob Lee Swagger
: [recalling the man in the wheelchair, Michael Sandor
] Fuck me. Nick Memphis
: What? Bob Lee Swagger
: I met the son of a bitch!