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Juba: You Americans. You think you know it all. You think it's simple. That I am your enemy. But we are not so different, you and I.
Isaac: Yeah, 'cept I ain't a fuckin' terrorist.
Juba: And you think I am? You are the one who has come to another man's country. Camouflaged yourself in his land, in his soil. From where I'm sitting, *you* look very much like the terrorist.
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Juba: Tear up the planks! Here, here! It is the beating of his hideous heart.
Isaac: What's that, one of your gay-ass Haji poems?
Juba: American. Tell Tale Heart.
Extended Reading