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Your version of the truth is all that matters.
Truth is singular.
Its versions are mistruths.
You have nightmares.
Every soldier has nightmares.
Only one who is ashamed of what he has done.
Whatever you ask, I will serve.
A king may move a man, you said.
But the soul belongs to the man.
We mortals are but shadows and dust.
You go to certain death.
All death is certain.
I shall tell your father what I've seen you become.
There'll be a day when you will wish you had done a little evil to do a greater good.
Our lives are not our own.
From womb to tomb... ...we are bound to others...
...past and present...
...and by each crime and every kindness...
...we birth our future.
And I see a whole army of my countrymen
here in defiance of tyranny.
You've come to fight as free men.
And free men you are.
Fight, and you may die.
Run, and you'll live.
At least awhile.
And dying in your beds many years from now,
would you be willing to trade all the days from this day to that
for one chance, just one chance, to come back here and tell our enemies
that they may take our lives,
but they'll never take
our freedom.