The American backwoodsman -- clad in his hunting shirt, the product of his domestic industry, and fighting for the country he loves, he is more than a match for the vile but splendid mercenary of a European despot.

It would appear that most of Europe is a happy hunting ground for foreign security services. Hardly any country ... has any legal provisions to ensure an effective oversight over the activities of foreign security services.

I was not only hunting for my liberty, but also hunting for my name.

We're fighting all the wrong wars in this country.

Everybody in the country is fighting for their lives.

They put something to the side of my ribs and when I started
fighting he said 'shoot him, just shoot him,'