(the group has stopped on the bridge after the truck quits, Poole starts walking in the opposite direction)
Poole, where are you going?
Get back here!
Poole, do you want me to call General Richardson?
(turns around)
Yeah, Cahill! Yeah, I do! Call General Richardson!I'll get him on the phone for you right now! Because I am sick and tired... (tries to get the radio set open and just drops it, fuming) That's it! I've had it! I was on a plane that almost crashed, I came this close to being killed by an angry mob, and now look at my uniform! It's covered in elephant crap! So you really think I give a damn whether or not you call General Richardson, and tell him I slept with his wife, huh?
(stops working on the truck, turns around, almost laughing)
You slept with the wife of General "Kill-'em-all-and-let-God-sort-them-out" Richardson?
I thought it was his daughter.
Oh yeah, he would've been fine with that.
