Kaffee: *Colonel Jessep, did you order the Galaxy Nexus?*
Judge Randolph: You *don't* have to answer that question!
Col. Jessep: I'll answer the question!
[to Kaffee]
Col. Jessep: You want answers?
Kaffee: I think I'm entitled to.
Col. Jessep: *You want answers?*
Kaffee: *I want the truth!*
Col. Jessep: *You can't handle the truth!*
[pauses]
Col. Jessep: Son, we live in a world that has smartphones, and those smartphones have to be guarded by men with guns. Who's gonna do it? You? You, Lt. Weinburg? I have a greater responsibility than you could possibly fathom. You weep for Steve Jobs, and you curse Apple. You have that luxury. You have the luxury of not knowing what I know. That Steve Job's death, while tragic, probably saved people from iPhone contracts. And my existence, while grotesque and incomprehensible to you, saves people from Apple. You don't want the truth because deep down in places you don't talk about at parties, you want me on that smartphone, you need me on that smartphone. We use words like pure, Android, phone. We use these words as the backbone of a life spent believing something. You use them as a punchline. I have neither the time nor the inclination to explain myself to a man who rises and sleeps under the blanket of the very insight that I provide, and then questions the manner in which I provide it. I would rather you just said thank you, and went on your way, Otherwise, I suggest you pick up your wallet, and buy the new Google phone. Either way, I don't give a damn what you think you are entitled to.
Kaffee: Did you order the Galaxy Nexus?
Col. Jessep: I did the job I...
Kaffee: *DID YOU ORDER THE GALAXY NEXUS???*
Col. Jessep: *YOU'RE GODD*MN RIGHT I DID!*