Today, you people are no longer maggots. Today, you are Columnists. You're part of a brotherhood. From now on until the day you die, wherever you are, every Nacht is your brother. Most of you will go to war. Some of you will not come back. But always remember this: Nachts die. That's what we're here for. But the Column lives forever. And that means YOU live forever.
The Column does not want robots. The Column wants killers. The Column wants to build indestructible men--men without fear.
I don't want no teenage queen.
I just want my M-14.
If I die in the combat zone.
Box me up and ship me home.
Pin my medals upon my chest.
Tell my mom I've done my best.