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Hartsock's introduction
Hartsock: It's really not that much of my finger, really, sir.
Marshall: You're lucky they didn't send you home. If you'd lost another inch they probably would have.
Hartsock: I go home when we all go home. Sir. I wrote a letter- I wrote my wife... trying to explain what happened. I gave up. Couldn't do it. Couldn't find any words to explain days like that.