$1971

[Sarge has his gun on Joe in the train cabin]

Sarge:
[as he takes away Joe's suitcase] Stay where you are! Up! You ought to be ashamed at yourself. Jesus, boy... you work for the bank!

[feels around the suitcase]

Sarge:
All right, where's the key?

[Joe laughs slightly]

Sarge:
The key!

Joe Collins:
[continuing to laugh] Uh... you're not going to believe this...

Sarge:
That's right!

[Sarge pulls out a switchblade knife and cuts into the suitcase cutting open a large hole, he feels inside and pulls out a bottle of champaigne and throws the suitcase back at Joe who has stopped laughing]

Sarge:
Count it!

Joe Collins:
Well, I know how much there is. Your share is...

[Joe is suprised when he pulls out of the cut open suitcase crumbled newspaper with fish wrapped up in it]

Joe Collins:
Uh... Sarge? We've been had!

Sarge:
Shut up.

Joe Collins:
As I said, your share of this is around $765,000.

Sarge:
Shut up!

Joe Collins:
What? You think I lugged this goddamn thing across Germany just for the exercise?

Sarge:
SHUT UP!