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No one's ever found out what happened to the people aboard the original Marie Celeste! So-- that's what you meant by "history repeating itself", General! The same thing has happened to Dave and his crew of the tank Marie Celeste!
Okay! So we'll fight a desert war with an automatic and a single canteen! We'll stick-- until we get our tank back! We'll have to ration the water so it'll last! You can have one teaspoon apiece! Don't swallow it! Roll it around in your mouth! That way it'll last longer!
You heard what I said! A ghost is the guardian of my M-3 Stuart tank! What ghost? Who else but the ghost of General J.E.B. Stuart-- the world-famous Confederate cavalry genius-- would haunt the tank bearing his name-- and commanded by a T.C. bearing his name, too-- Lt. Jeb Stuart! That's me! Yeah! That's what I said! I'm in command of the only haunted tank in the world!
A Nazi secret weapon puts our tank on ice-- so a patrol can capture it intact! Next step-- is to defrost it-- and toss it back at us with a Nazi crew! What damage it could do before we found out it's a phoney! And by then-- we'd wind up either afraid to fire-- or blasting away at ourselves!
That leaves just us! But we're going to keep on fighting as long as there's light... in this town of dead tanks... for Tony... for Sid... for the C.O.-- Otherwise the enemy'll break out've here and roll back our lines! We've got to be the bait that keeps 'em here!
No, men! I'm as thirsty as you are! But we've got to go on looking for those Panzers until we find them-- even if our tongues hang out! Because it's our thirst-- against the lives of hundreds of men in the lines!
Three of our tanks blasted out of this world! Nothing left... but a smoking shellhole... like an open grave! And our job's to recon for the GIs up ahead... until we find the monster gun that's ramming these giant shells down our throat... then sit back like a kid in a dunce cap in kindergarten-- while the infantry destroys the killer!
Sgt. Craig! Change course-- head southwest! We've been ordered to pick up an enemy defector... who's ready to spill some top-secret information! Our job's to bring him in alive--at all costs... and show him every courtesy due his rank!
They thought they'd pull the play away from me and spare me because they think I'm more important than any of them! It's my responsibility to go! If you were in my place, General... what would you have done?
The War--- The War! First, it killed Arch... then Slim... We fought in North Africa... Sicily... Italy... France... But the war never ends! This war will never end till we're all dead! Well, I've had enough! I want out!