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- Narrator: [voiceover] The Rat Patrol had been given their orders: infiltrate a key German dock area, supply arms to the Allied prisoners there, and set up their escape, for it was their forced labor keeping the dock area open after continued bombing raids. Through Bertaine, a French fisherman, local fishing boats would be waiting to transport the prisoners to freedom, and once and for all, bombers would break Rommel's supply line flowing through the port.
- Narrator: [voiceover] New hope was soon provided by El Gamil, friend of Bertaine, who informed the Rat Patrol Bertaine's daughter Marianne might be persuaded to arrange for a meeting with the fishermen. He also provided the materials and the means so that a meeting with Marianne could be accomplished. Although an admitted coward, he proved to be a twentieth-century genie from Aladdin's lamp.
- Marianne Bertaine: If my father is dead, there is nothing I can do to bring him back to life. Now, whoever you are, why should I risk giving up my life, too?
- Sgt. Jack Moffitt: Your father did. We may. If it will save a few lives, push the Germans out of here, shorten the war...
- Marianne Bertaine: You're asking too much.
- Marianne Bertaine: [a Nazi soldier delivers something to Marianne] Seems I forgot my compact at the cub.
- Pvt. Mark Hitchcock: Must be important to send it special.
- Marianne Bertaine: It's a gift.
- Pvt. Mark Hitchcock: For services rendered?
- Marianne Bertaine: For songs sung.
- Sgt. Sam Troy: Anything, Tully?
- Pvt. Tully Pettigrew: Everything's about as quiet as the graveyard back of this church. Do you sometimes get the feeling the good ol' U.S. Army is hinting they're gonna drop us off their payroll?
- Sgt. Sam Troy: You have somethng better to do?
- Pvt. Tully Pettigrew: I can think of about a hundred things I'd rather do than end up in somebody else's marble orchard.
- Major Indrus: And if you can't get the arms and explosives? And if you can't get the boats out there to transport my men? How do I go back there and build up their hopes only to have them drown in ice water at the last moment? You tell me that!
- Sgt. Sam Troy: Then tell them maybe. Maybe it will work, maybe it won't.
- Major Indrus: Alright, let's do it.