
Originally Posted by
Scaggsville
I fear that, now, after the Holidays have wound down, we might let our guard down.
I admit it, I want Homes at that mall...We need Homes at that mall.
"We live in a world that has malls. And those malls have to be guarded by men with flashlights. Who's gonna do it? You? You, Lt. Weinberg? I have a greater responsibility than you can possibly fathom. You weep for Santiago and you curse the Marines. You have that luxury. You have the luxury of not knowing what I know: that Santiago's death, while tragic, probably saved lives. And my existence, while grotesque and incomprehensible to you, saves lives...You don't want the truth! Because deep down, in places you don't talk about at parties, you want me at that mall. You need me at that mall."