- [first lines]
- Narrator: Along the vast perimeter of the Sahara Desert is a chain of ancient cities established by the Moslem conquerors more than a thousand years ago. The only law for centuries was that of the sword. But now, to protect the weak and to punish those who would break the law, there is a force unlike any other - and that force is the French Foreign Legion.
- [Cuffy negotiates with an Arab vendor over the price of a wallet]
- Cuffy Sanders: Gee, it sure is nice. How much?
- Arab Merchant: Two thousand francs - but to a special friend, a special price... one thousand francs.
- Cuffy Sanders: If it costs a thousand francs, I won't have any francs to put in it!
- Commodore M.T. Langton: Now what are the terms of the ransom note?
- Capt. Gallant: [reading note] "Commodore Langton, at 6 o'clock tonight, one man, alone - not followed, must bring 10,000 English pounds to the old Fierro mill or George Langton will be killed."
- Commodore M.T. Langton: He isn't worth it. My nephew isn't worth ten pounds, let alone ten thousand pounds. He's just a fancy talking landlubber; a dilettante who hasn't done an honest day's - or a dishonest day's - work in his life.
- Pvt. Knight: I think I found that girl you're looking for, Captain.
- Capt. Gallant: Who is she?
- Pvt. Knight: Her name is Charlene something. She's French and she's fire.
- Capt. Gallant: How do you know that?
- Pvt. Knight: I know a guy that got burned.
- Capt. Gallant: How have you known George Langton?
- Charlene: A month or so.
- Capt. Gallant: And he's a good friend of yours?
- Charlene: Yes.
- Capt. Gallant: Yet you sit around polishing your nails while he's being held for ransom, eh?
- Charlene: I worked in London during the war, Captain Gallant. When we were being bombed, I used to sit around and polish my nails. One day there was a direct hit next to us. Our house fell in; I had this nail to go. I finished it! Next question.