Master Sgt. Tarola:  What 's in the package ?
Hawkeye: Ribs and sauce from Chicago .
Master Sgt. Tarola: Adam 's Ribs ?
Hawkeye: You know it ?
Master Sgt. Tarola: Are you kidding ? I 'm from Joliet . I 'd walk to Chicago on my knees in the snow for a takeout order .
Trapper: He 's one of you .
Master Sgt. Tarola: How many you got ?
Hawkeye: 40 pounds .
Master Sgt. Tarola: I 'll take _ twenty _ , and a quart of sauce .
Hawkeye: Ten , and a pint of sauce .
Master Sgt. Tarola: Twelve , and a pint and a half . And coleslaw .
Hawkeye: We did n't order any cole slaw .
Master Sgt. Tarola: You sent all the way to Chicago , and no cole slaw ?
Hawkeye: Forgive us , we 're draftees .