- Maj. Hugh Tarkington: You know Rommel?
- Capt. Heinz Schroeder: Yes. He loves the Sahara. We all do. By "we", I mean the professional military.
- Maj. Hugh Tarkington: I'm not a military man, captain. War holds no romance for me. The side effects are repulsive.
- Capt. Heinz Schroeder: Here there are no side effects. No women, no children, no towns to get in the way, just men, my doctor.
- Maj. Hugh Tarkington: What about the girl?
- Capt. Alex Foster: She stays with us. She has to stay with us. She's an integral part of the convoy, on the official bill of lading. She's yours, doctor, all yours.
- Maj. Hugh Tarkington: Mine?
- Capt. Alex Foster: I don't care whether you pay her off in lollipops or cut out her tongue with a dull knife. She's your responsibility.