Sir, you're out of order.

I show you out of order.

You don't know what out of order is, Mr. Trask.

I'd show you, but I'm too old,

I'm too tired, too fuckin' blind.

If I were the man I was five years ago, I'd take a flamethrower to this place!

Out of order? Who the hell you think you're talkin' to?

I've been around, you know?

There was a time I could see.

And I have seen.

Boys like these, younger than these,

their arms torn out, their legs ripped off.

But there is nothin' like the sight of an amputated spirit.

There is no prosthetic for that.

You think you're merely sendin' this splendid foot soldier

back home to Oregon with his tail between his legs,

but I say you are executin' his soul!

And why?

Because he's not a Baird man.

Baird men.

You hurt this boy, you're gonna be Baird bums, the lot of you.

And, Harry, Jimmy, Trent, wherever you are out there, fuck you too!

Stand down, Mr. Slade!

I'm not finished.

As I came in here, I heard those words: "Cradle of leadership."

Well, when the bough breaks, the cradle will fall, and it has fallen here.

It has fallen.

Makers of men, creators of leaders.

Be careful what kind of leaders you're producin' here.

I don't know if Charlie's silence here today is right or wrong.

I'm not a judge or jury.

But I can tell you this:

he won't sell anybody out to buy his future!

And that, my friends, is called integrity.

That's called courage.

Now that's the stuff leaders should be made of.

Now I have come to the crossroads in my life.

I always knew what the right path was.

Without exception, I knew, but I never took it.

You know why?

It was too damn hard.

Now here's Charlie. He's come to the crossroads.

He has chosen a path.

It's the right path.

It's a path made of principle, that leads to character.

Let him continue on his journey.

You hold this boy's future in your hands, Committee.

It's a valuable future, believe me.

Don't destroy it. Protect it.

Embrace it.

It's gonna make you proud one day, I promise you.