Son, we live in a galaxy that has walls, and those walls have to be guarded by men with phasers. Who’s gonna do it? You? You, Lt. Paris? I have a greater responsibility than you could possibly fathom. You weep for Tuvix and you curse the Federation. You have that luxury. You have the luxury of not knowing what I know; that Tuvix’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 on that wall. You need me on that wall. We use words like honor, prime directive, loyalty. We use these words as the backbone of a life spent defending 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 freedom 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 a phaser and stand a post. Either way, I don’t give a DAMN what you think you are entitled to!
Son, we live in a galaxy that has walls, and those walls have to be guarded by men with phasers. Who’s gonna do it? You? You, Lt. Paris? I have a greater responsibility than you could possibly fathom. You weep for Tuvix and you curse the Federation. You have that luxury. You have the luxury of not knowing what I know; that Tuvix’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 on that wall. You need me on that wall. We use words like honor, prime directive, loyalty. We use these words as the backbone of a life spent defending 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 freedom 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 a phaser and stand a post. Either way, I don’t give a DAMN what you think you are entitled to!
Honestly, could be TNG monologue.
Admiral Marcus gave Kirk the whole “War is coming! And whose going to win it, YOU??” diatribe in Into Darkness.
Is this a sector 32 speech? I can’t find the original.
I think it’s Jessup’s speech on A Few Good Men with words swapped for star trek universe ones.
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