Man har fundet sandhedens vej,
når man lugter lort. Har jeg ret?
Er De fra denne division, sir?
Nej, han er fra Special Forces.
- Har l vist jeres kaptajn det her kort?
- lkke endnu, sir.
- Så gør jeg det.
- Unødvendigt, sir. Jeg gør det.
- lkke så grådig, sergent.
- Jeg må indberette, at De tog det.
Det vil ikke gavne nogen af os, vel?
Nej, sir.
Sid ned.
- Hvad ser l her?
- Bunkere, sir.
- Hvad rummer de?
- Tyvekoster.
Fis. Jeg taler om millioner
af bullioner.
Som de der små suppeterninger?
- Nej, ikke de små suppeterninger.
- Guldbarrer.

You're on the path to truth when you
smell shit. Isn't that what they say?
I don't recognize you, sir.
Are you in this division?
He's not from this division.
He's Special Forces.
Did you present this map
to your captain?
Not yet, sir.
I'll take it to him.
That's not necessary, sir.
I can take it to him.
Don't get grabby, sergeant.
He's our C.O.
I'd have to tell him you took it.
That won't do either of us any good,
will it?
No, sir.
Sit down.
-What do you see here?
-Bunkers, sir.
-What's in them?
-Stuff they stole from Kuwait.
Bullshit. I'm talking about millions
in Kuwaiti bullions.
The little cubes you put in
hot water and make soup?
No, not the little cubes you put in hot
water to make soup.