Okay, Sergeant, everything's secure up here. I'm coming down now.
Hey, Captain.
Sergeant, do you think I could get this yacht to Paris by Sunday?
You didn't bring me to this lousy farmhouse to talk about this lousy boat again, did you, Captain?
Oh, now, Sergeant, I worked on a deal with Headquarters. I just want to make sure they have a good time. I must get this yacht to Paris and pick up one and two things for the General.
And where do we spend this vacation?
Right here, Sergeant.
Are you kidding?
No, I'm not kidding. With a little imagination, you can fix this place up. Lay out a baseball diamond. Run the water into the back of the house. Special service is coming by with some magazines and paperbacks.
We're 10 miles from the nearest town! There's no action!
Well, that's the beautiful thing about this location, Sergeant. It's quiet. Get yourself a little suntan, a little rest. In three days we're back in the line.
Hey, Captain! We're all ready to move out!
Yeah, go ahead.
Captain, there's no broads, there's no booze, there's no action!
That's another thing. Don't fool around with the women; their husbands carry guns. And don't forget, the penalty for looting is death!
LOOT WHAT?! THERE'S NOTHIN' HERE TO LOOT!
[hurrying after the truck hauling his yacht]
I'll be back in three days!
Get yourself a suntan and get some rest. He's got to be out of his mind!
But how does he get away with it? That's what I wanna know.
Very simple. The General's his uncle, that's how.
