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Do you realize the shit that we’ve done here, the people we’ve killed? Back in the civilian world, dawg, if we did this, we would go to prison.
GENERATION KILL | Stay Frosty - 1.06
Did we call it, Sergeant?
- We did pet a burning dog.
- In more ways than one. Those Jihadists who attacked us? Isn’t this the exact opposite of what we want to have happen here? It’s all on that guy’s passport. Two weeks ago, he was still a student in Syria. He wasn’t a Jihadi until we came to Iraq.
GENERATION KILL | A Burning Dog - 1.05
They think we’re cool ‘cause we’re so good at blowing shit up.
GENERATION KILL | Combat Jack - 1.04
Right! ‘Cause we’re going to drive forty klicks off-road, in the dark, to an airfield with Republican Guard on it, by ourselves. And they say that I did too much acid in high school. Christ. The business end of Mattis’s crack pipe must be hot to the fucking touch.
GENERATION KILL | Screwby - 1.03
![Colbert appears, climbing over the berm. He sees the mother, the kid, the brother with the bloody leg, other members of the family who have now gathered nearby. He seems to reel back for an instant, then rights himself and approaches. “This is what Trombley did,” Doc Bryan says. “This kid was shot with five-five-six rounds from Trombley’s SAW.” Doc Bryan has concluded that Trombley was the only one to fire a weapon using this type of bullet. “Twenty other Marines drove past those kids and didn’t shoot. Bring Trombley up here and show him what he did.”
“Don’t say that,” Colbert says. “Don’t put this on Trombley. I’m responsible for this. It was my orders.” Colbert kneels down over the kid, right next to his mother, and starts crying. He struggles to compose himself. “What can I do here?” he asks. “Apparently fucking nothing,” Doc Bryan says.
[…]
I catch up to Colbert walking alone through the center of the encampment. “I’m going to have to bring this home with me and live with it,” he says. “A pilot doesn’t go down and look at the civilians his bombs have hit. Artillerymen don’t see the effects of what they do. But guys on the ground do. This is killing me inside.” He walks off, privately inconsolable.
-Evan Wright, Generation Kill](http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m08vro4REy1qdato8o1_500.jpg)
Colbert appears, climbing over the berm. He sees the mother, the kid, the brother with the bloody leg, other members of the family who have now gathered nearby. He seems to reel back for an instant, then rights himself and approaches. “This is what Trombley did,” Doc Bryan says. “This kid was shot with five-five-six rounds from Trombley’s SAW.” Doc Bryan has concluded that Trombley was the only one to fire a weapon using this type of bullet. “Twenty other Marines drove past those kids and didn’t shoot. Bring Trombley up here and show him what he did.”
“Don’t say that,” Colbert says. “Don’t put this on Trombley. I’m responsible for this. It was my orders.” Colbert kneels down over the kid, right next to his mother, and starts crying. He struggles to compose himself. “What can I do here?” he asks. “Apparently fucking nothing,” Doc Bryan says.
[…]
I catch up to Colbert walking alone through the center of the encampment. “I’m going to have to bring this home with me and live with it,” he says. “A pilot doesn’t go down and look at the civilians his bombs have hit. Artillerymen don’t see the effects of what they do. But guys on the ground do. This is killing me inside.” He walks off, privately inconsolable.
-Evan Wright, Generation Kill
We got fucking lit up!
GENERATION KILL | The Cradle of Civilization - 1.02
