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: You've come a long way, Sergeant. You Americans must have a taste for lost causes. Gunn
: Well, with all respects, Major, I'm not the guy with a bunch of casualties lying around for the buzzards to pick.
: Where is your officer? Gunn
: Well, our Captain is British, sir. You know how the British are. After a little action, they like to wash up before teatime.
: Surrender your arms and you can go free, with as much food and water as you can carry. Gunn
: Well... I don't think so. We like it here.
: Where is the Sergeant? Leroux
: Oh, désole. I'm all they could spare. The others are having tea.
: When have the Nazi's ever shown mercy? What we have, we keep! Try to take it if you want! Von Falken
: You keep? You keep what? Your country? We took that easily enough. Accept my terms... or I will send you to hell. Leroux
: [grins, then pulls his knife
] Join me.
: Smash the British flank? I couldn't even take an Arab brothel with this rabble.