"Well, from my way of thinking, sir, this entire mission is a serious misallocation of valuable military resources....Well, it seems to me, sir, that God gave me a special gift, made me a fine instrument of warfare....Well what I mean by that, sir, is if you was to put me and this here sniper rifle anywhere up to and including one mile from Adolf Hitler... with a clean line of sight... Pack your bags, fellas. War's over."
"Blessed be the Lord my strength, which teaches my hands to the war, and my fingers to fight. My goodness and my fortress. My high tower and my Deliverer. My shield, and he in whom I trust. O my God, I trust in thee: let me not be ashamed, let not my enemies triumph over me."
Private Jackson, Saving Pirvate Ryan.
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