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Sergeant Dilbert is an authentic hero, even though Dilbert himself would admit he isn't quite cut out for the part. To begin with Sergeant Dilbert is round and chubby and every day it seems to him that as far as becoming just a little bit higher. But the sergeant is a philosopher. After all he came into the world without much hair, so it's quite an order that he stay that way. The sergeant has 14 years in service. He spent World War II in Africa and Europe and put in 15 months in Korea. Yet he'll be the first to tell you he never fired a shot at any of our country's enemies. Did Napoleon say an army moves on its stomach? Sergeant Dilbert agrees most heartily. After all men must eat and someone must feed them. Dilbert says that the U.S. Army contains the finest group of childhounds in the world, bless them. So Sergeant Dilbert, mess steward to a headquarters company station near Vienna, treats his men right because his business is food. And you better not leave anything on the plate. Everybody got enough to eat? Sarge, what's this? What do you think it is? Looks to me like stew. The biggest chef in Vienna gave me this recipe and you call it stew, huh? Six hours I spent soaking the vegetables in garlic sauce and you call it stew? Hey, hey, don't blow your lid, Sarge. It's not bad. You know something? Pretty good. Stew, yet? Why do I bother with you guys? I could feed you burl turnips. I could toss warm over food at you. Stew. Well, one thing's for sure, I don't have to listen to you guys' crap and I can go home and work in one of the biggest restaurants in New York with people who appreciate good food. Stew. Pass the ketchup, Maxwell. Ketchup. Ketchup. You're going to put ketchup in my feet fork in your and you're going to put ketchup on that? Why not? I'll put ketchup on everything. Oh, why do I bother? Why do I waste my time? Hey, Sarge, are there any seconds? Yeah, yeah, there's seconds on the ketchup. Put it in your ice cream. That's Melvin Dilbert, Sergeant Mess Steward Extraordinary. He's going to be the hero of our story. And when the boys of his headquarters company found out about his action, just as you will, a more surprised group of men couldn't be found on the continent of Europe. Typical reaction. Sergeant Dilbert? Jumpy Dilbert. I got a month's pay here, says they made a mistake. Dilbert, what do you do? Hit the guy with a frying pan? I bet the guy went and put ketchup on Dilbert's chicken fricassee. But there were some who read about it and weren't entirely surprised. For instance, a bus driver in Chicago who'd been in a rifle company with a 45th division in Italy. Hey, Andrea. Remember this Sergeant Dilbert I was telling you about? The Miss Sergeant to my old officer. Look, I don't want to hear another word about what a rotten cook I am compared to him. Oh, honey. Some boys have to put up with a lot of stuff about their mother-in-law's cooking. Oh, honey. I have to compete with an army Miss Sergeant. Yeah, but... What about him? His name's in the paper. What did he do? Win a pie, bacon contest? No, honey. Well, what did he do? Find some fellow's wife in the kitchen trying to steal some of his recipes. Oh, cut it out, will you? He needed plenty of guts for what he did. Yeah, and I ain't surprised. You know, nothing could ever stop that guy. I remember it with the time in Salona, who was running for a week. And now I watch, snarling knee-deep in water in my foxhole. Do I get a medal for listening to these war stories? All day, me and my buddy were eating cold-care ashes. Boy, what we wouldn't have given for some hot chow. Well, there was a barrage going on. See, 88's and mortars flying all over the place. But all of a sudden, somebody falls into the hole with us. Whom do you think it was? Savikos. No, it was Dilbur. It was bringing stew and hot coffee up to the line. None of this hanging back warm and dry at the command post for him. No, sorry. He was bringing hot chow right up to the line. And let me tell you something. He didn't have to do it. All in all, Sergeant Melvin Dilbert might be considered a happy man. He was doing the work that he liked and he was doing it well. If some of the guys in the outfit put ketchup on Dilbert's master creations, well, most geniuses fail to receive recognition in their lifetimes. After all, even Will Shakespeare knew what it was to sit in the audience and hear people laugh at the wrong places in Hamlet. And let's face it, Sergeant Dilbert was a good cook because, first and foremost, he liked to eat. And so, you might say, that was the underlying reason he became a hero. What does a postman do on his day off? Simple, he goes for a walk. And Sergeant Dilbert? Why, he'd go to a restaurant. On this particular day, Melvin Dilbert was strolling along a narrow street in a suburb of Vienna, somewhat off the beaten track, when he passed by a tiny cafe. He stood in the doorway in a delightful odor filled his nostrils. Dilbert knew at once that something good was cooking inside, being cooked by someone who knew his trade. Enough for Sergeant Dilbert. The Sergeant Order? Yeah, what's very good today? The chef is preparing his special Paprikas chicken. Paprikas? Oh, hey, that's for me, that's for me. The old nose tells me that boy's really on the ball. Bring him a bottle of wine and put it on my bill. Tell him there's a guy out here who really appreciates good cook. Yes, sir. What is the recognition signal for the courier that is due here this month? Is it so difficult for you to remember the most simple instruction? I asked for information, not a lecture. So? He is to enter the cafe, ask for the special dish of the day. He's to praise the chef, send him some sort of a gratuity, a tip or perhaps a cigar or a bottle of wine. Ah, that is what I thought. So, the courier is outside. Look, look through the partition. I see no one but some fat American sergeant. A man dressed in the uniform of a United States sergeant. Remember last month the courier wore the clothes of a British captain? Ah, yeah, yeah. Somehow he does not look like a courier. Oh, no matter. He has given the first recognition signal to me. Now he must give the second to you. If he does, he is our man. Now give me an order of the chicken Paprikas chicken. You may be right. Actually, he does not look like a soldier. That blue insignia. That is the badge awarded to American combat infantrymen. Looks out of place on him. We must advise him that he is overdoing his disguise. Oh, man, that's what I call good eating. Did you enjoy the chicken, sir? Oh, and how? And how? You know, I'd like to make this up for the guys some Sunday for dinner. Not that they deserve it, you know. Oh, well, hey, listen, Frolin. You suppose maybe I can swindle the recipe out of the chef? Oh, sir, very jealousy. God's the recipe. He will tell no one. He will not even allow anyone in the kitchen while he prepares the chicken. Oh. Well, look, can it come out for a minute and say hello? The guy can cook like that. That's the guy I have to meet. Tell him I'm a cook, too. And, uh, well, I was going to call myself a chef, but I have to taste that chicken. I guess I'm just a cook. I ham and egg fry and cook. And I will see if, if Seth is busy, sir. Go outside, Seth. He said the correct statement. He wants the recipe. Yeah, reach behind the stove and get the envelope. Um, what would you say is his, um, nationality? No, it is difficult to place. Obviously, he has studied the American speech and idiom and speaks it to perfection. I would say, perhaps, it'd be too much perfection. It is somewhat overdone. It is not our problem to advise the couriers on their disguises. We are here to relay information and remain in the background. Your men is outside. Get the task over with. Uh, Herr Sergeant. Oh, Herr Chef. Buddy, buddy, I never tasted better chicken. Thank you, Herr Sergeant. Thank you, sir. Lotta tells me you asked for the, um, recipe. Oh, yeah, well, uh, I'd sure like to have it, but if you say no, I'll understand. No hard feelings. But you, uh, you did ask. Oh, sure, I had to ask. It's yours. I have it written here in this envelope. I could not very well tell it to you. Others might over here. Oh, sure, sure. Yeah, believe me, Chef, the secret is safe as far as I'm concerned. Uh, you know, I could tell you used dill and pepper and some paprika naturally. And you have to saute the chicken first, huh? But you've got it all written down, haven't you? The instructions are explicit. Oh, fine, fine. I appreciate this, you know. It's sure nice of you to give it to me. Now, you cannot go wrong. Each step is carefully noted. Oh, don't you worry. I know this business. It'll come out right, don't you worry. Oh, you know, it's 3.30. I got to get supper going back at the company and thanks a million for the recipe, Chef. Yeah, use it well. Yeah, sure. I'll let you know how I made out, too, huh? So long, Chef. Up we decide. He doesn't. Extremely experienced, capable operator. Yeah, I told you he plays the American soldier perfectly. As soon as he received this information, he did not delay. He left at once. And he made everything seem so, so, so natural. Supposed a member of counterintelligence were in the room. Could he possibly suspect that the men were anything but a sergeant in the American Army? How did you get Charles started, Sarge? What'll it be? Steak or chicken? You didn't say. Miller, tonight we're going to feed him chicken. Southern pride, huh? Nope, nope. We're going to go native. I got a new recipe. Hey, Sarge, huh? Something good, huh? Miller, Miller, this is going to beat everything we ever said. I just tried it out this afternoon. I got the recipe right here. Well, how do you make it? It's going to be my little secret. Come on, light the stoves, huh? I know I'm going to need some flour, some tomatoes, carrots. Wait a minute, wait a minute. Give me a couple of seconds to study this recipe and I'll give you the whole list, huh? Tomatoes. How many pounds, Sarge? We got some fresh or, hey, you want to open some cans? Carrots we're loaded with. Now, wait a minute. Let me read this, huh? It says here, uh, reported 9.30 p.m. to 1.78 Kurnigstrasse. Deported 9.30 p.m. to 1.78 Kurnigstrasse where you will receive the blow points. Hey, hey, hey, Sarge, what'd you say? Hey, what? Was that guy kidding? Well, I trooped this position. What are you talking about, Sarge? Wait a minute. Hey, this is no gag. I don't know why, or how the... Hey, hey, Sarge, don't you feel well? Miller, Miller, I got to see the old man right now. Yeah, but what about the recipe? Hey, Sarge, we got to get chow stars. Now, you take care of supper tonight, huh, Miller? But, Sarge, what'll I feed him? Anything, anything at all. But make it good. You are listening to the proudly-we-healed production Recipe for Deceit. Our story will continue in just a moment after this important message. It shall not happen here. That's the unspoken prayer of every man in the United States Army. That's the unspoken reason for our growing military might. But the time has come to speak. The time has come to tell of that small phrase, those five words, it shall not happen here. Let us speak only to those young men of America who have not taken pause to think. Let's shout it in a voice that will reach into every city and village across the length and breadth of this great land. Young men, you are needed. You are needed to help preserve the peace. You are needed to serve in your United States Army to ensure for your loved ones that it shall not happen here. You are urged to visit your local United States Army and United States Air Force Recruiting Station at your earliest opportunity and ask about the technical careers of the United States Army. The need is urgent. You are listening to Proudly We Hail. Now we present the second act of Recipe for Deceit. That's the whole story. I just went into the joint to have some lunch. I asked the chef for the recipe. Oh, man, that was really chicken. And this is the recipe I take. Yes, sir. This is why I called you, Captain Hansen. Well, we've blundered into something, all right. The question is now, procedure. Well, it's in the hands of your section, Captain. These papers mention an address. The courier is to proceed there and pick up the actual information. We can do one of two things. We can raid the place and make some arrests, which isn't too good an idea, because we can be spotted as we approach. Paper can be destroyed. People we want might get away. And there's another way. Well, what's that? Sergeant Dilbert, how much service do you have? 14 years, sir. Mostly in what assignment? The kitchen, sir. Second cook, first cook, mess such. Well, that's out then. You don't have the training. Training? Training for what, sir? Well, having experienced man fallen into a setup like this, we might be in a position to make some real progress, but... I'm afraid... Excuse me, sir, but I haven't thinking about this. Why not? I couldn't order you on this type of assignment, Sergeant. Dangerous. You've never had the proper training for this kind of mission. Well, maybe that's what's needed, sir. I mean, what's the look at the way it worked out? Now, just naturally, they figured me for the guy. Now, why? Because I'm the least likely fellow you think was a agent. Yes, I know all about it, but... I don't think you could maintain the deception long enough. In my opinion, you would get yourself into trouble. We wouldn't get what we want. Well, sir, you just said you were... You wouldn't order me to follow through on this, huh? Can I ask a question? What is it? Well, would you order me not to do it? What time is it, Major? 6.30. Three hours until 9.30. Dilbert, fortunately, I don't have to make this decision. Actually, the captain didn't have to make the decision, neither did the Major. There was a one-hour session, six officers and Sergeant Dilbert. And the air was filled with pros and cons. Yeses, noes, it could work, it won't work. Why lose a good man who hasn't a chance? Maybe he does have a chance. But basically, the decision belonged to Sergeant Dilbert. Sergeant Dilbert? Yes, Colonel Hans? Good luck. I think I can bring it off, sir. Follow the instructions and the envelope to the letter. We're going to cover you as closely as we can. Now, one thing, don't try to become a hero. At the first sign of trouble, don't try to bluff it out. Yell, make noise, we'll bail you out. Understood? Yes, sir. You better get ready, Dilbert, it's 7.30. Yes, sir. All right, gentlemen. First, let me tell you that we have the real Colonel. You picked him up half an hour ago. That removes one of the major concerns. Now, suppose we consider this map. 178 Canik Strasse. Here it is. Bied streets in all directions, that's not too good. Well, I'm afraid to surround the area. These people are smart, they'll smell a rat right off. Now, how can we get close to the address to cover, Dilbert? I know a way for four men to stop right outside the house, sir. Let's hear it. On such short notice, it's the best we can do. Of course, one moment, sir, before I say that. We might arrange for the city powerhouse to give us an electric power shut off in that area. That would give us repair crew an excuse to go there. I don't like that. Notice there's a hospital across the street. Power failure would affect them, too. Well, then, this is my original suggestion, sir. I'll need a jeep and three of the best men we have. Yes, Major? I understand it's been decided to let you go through with it. Yes, sir. You've got a lot of nerve, Dilbert. I just wanted to stop by and wish you the best of luck. Thank you, sir. I want to give you this. It's a 20-caliber, but it's deadly. You can hide it under your shirt, it won't show. Well, sir, thanks, but... Well, I've been getting by in the army for 14 years, without having to fire anything except a stove. I think I can get by tonight. Well, I hate to think of you being unarmed, Dilbert. Oh, I won't be unarmed, sir. I got me a first-class weapon right here. Where? Right here, right here, sir. I don't see anything. Yeah, this. That's just a pack of cigarettes. Oh, but, sir, there's more than cigarettes in this. And it's a first-class weapon. Come in. You know, you come here for what purpose? I picked up an envelope with instructions. Where? Seps Café. I will take the envelope. Here you are. Good. Chef, lotta. This is the man to whom you gave the instructions? Yeah. This is the one. What is that? Look out the window. It is a jeep with four American soldiers. All right, what's the matter with this crate? I don't know, sir. Take a look, will you? I got a date with his baby ten o'clock. I'm just calling himself a driver. I thought you just had this wagon over the maintenance. All right, you guys just sit back and let me look, huh? Three weeks, sir. I've been after this girl for a date now. A knucklehead like you has come on. Oh, no, why don't everybody relax and take it easy? Evidently, they're having trouble with their engine. Give him his instructions and let us go from here. These are troop dispositions. French, English and American. A tabulation of heavy weapons and tanks. You will report to our sector and see Commissar Fedorov. You know him? Ah, Fedorov? Of course you know him. He's chief of your section. Oh, yeah, Fedorov, sure. Hey. What is the matter? Cover this one with your pistol, Sam. What's the idea? The idea, my friend, is there is no Commissar Fedorov. Let us see if the soldiers are still outside in the car. One of them is looking at the mortar. You're probably here to cover this one. But he gave the recognition signal. The party will deal with you, Sape and Lotta. What we thought? Be quiet. First we must get out of this. Oh, it won't be difficult. We have the tunnel in the basement. The soldiers will come in here finally, search the house and discover the tunnel. But by then we can be far away. Let's get what we can from this one. Hey, who are you? Who are you? We have no time now. Let us take him with us. My friend, you will talk to us. Depend on it. When we finish up with you, you will wish you were never born. Yes, Wave. No tricks. I had better go first with the flashlight. You? Why? What are you waiting for? Keep your hands back and see them. Got it. See if he has a weapon. Stand still. Oh, just a package of cigarettes. Yeah, it's just a package of cigarettes. Look, fellas, I can smoke, can I? Give him back his cigarettes. Thanks. Hey, anybody want one? No. Come on. Come on, have one. Have a smoke. Step. What's the matter? He threw something at me. He's burning my eyes. Where are you going, Step Buddy? What if you guys wasn't outside? Blake, let's take these guys back to headquarters. I bet we caught some mighty big fish. Well, Sergeant, you certainly know how to use your hands. How'd you get the gun away from it? Captain, every guy to his own trade, I always say. Now, sir, in my kitchen, what's the most important item? How would I know? Pepper, Captain. Pepper. You see, I had the cigarette pack half full. That's good for cooking anything. I guess it cooked their goose tonight, huh? Young man, why not let a thought for tomorrow be your thought for today? 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