Feuerstein: What the hell is this? Colonel, what's going on? I did my job. I'd do it again. I'm gonna get on a plane and go on back to The Street.
Judge Randolph: You're not going anywhere, Feuerstein. MP's, guard the hack journalist.
M.P.: Yes, sir.
[MP's take to the post.]
Judge Randolph: Captain Ross.
Feuerstein: What the hell is this?
Capt. Ross: Feuerstein, you have the right to remain silent; Any statement you make may be used against you in a trial by court-martial or in other judicial or administrative proceedings. You have the right to consult with a lawyer prior any further questions. This lawyer may be a lawyer retained by you at your own expense...
Feuerstein: I'm being charged with a crime? Is that what this is? I'm being charged with a crime? This is funny. That's what this is...
[Turning to Linda Powers and lunging at him. But the MP's restrain Feuerstein]
Feuerstein: ... I'm gonna rip the eyes out of your head and puke into your dead skull, you messed with the wrong journalist!
Capt. Ross: Feuerstein, do you understand these rights as I have just read them to you?
[Contemptuously]
Capt. Ross: You friggin' people. You have no idea how to short a stock. All you did was weaken the market today, Linda Powers. That's all you did. You put people's lives in danger. Sweet dreams, woman.
Linda Powers: Don't call me woman. I'm a lawyer, and the CEO of the Northwest Biotherapeutics, and you're under arrest, you son of a bitch.
[Glares at Feuerstein]
Linda Powers: The witness is excused.
Feuerstein calms down, taking a deep breath to cool off, bend down and grab his hat on the floor, and MP's taken Feuerstein away into custody]
