i hear- it 's lee , at the edge of the crowd , turning his head to read the noise of the men around him , trying to get a picture of what 's happening , trying to stop me- but i wo n't be responsible for another single person dying , not if i can help it- this started with the missile i fired , the decision i made to involve us in this war , a decision i 've spent all the time since trying to rectify , and what 's making me angrier than even the fire or the flood or todd being flown out of here by the mayor , is that even when peaceful cooperation is the obvious thing , the only thing that will keep any of us alive- there are still people who wo n't make that choice .