Rodge: Hold on, new arrival?
QM Blackwood: Blackwood, Malcom Blackwood. Captain
, Malcom Blackwood. I'm your new quartermaster.
Rodge: Temporary posting, or...
QM Blackwood: Here to stay I'm afraid. But you'll soon come to like me.
Lt. Sabre: How's that, Cap?
QM Blackwood: I can get you anything you need,
QM Blackwood: New guns, better food, need a little something to make your jeep go faster? No problem. Need something to make you
go faster? Easy. Strippers and escorts? A little more difficult, but manageable.
QM Blackwood: I can get you anything, but I specialize in the stuff you don't want to put on the requisition forms.
Rodge: I've been thinking about a new look, can you arrange that?
QM Blackwood: If new clothes are all you want, it's a shameful misuse of my resources, but yes, I just got something in from the Cotswold Armory that should fit.
Lt. Sabre: How about acid? Can you get us some acid?
QM Blackwood: What kind? Hydrochloric? Sulfuric?
Lt. Sabre: Lysergic Acid Diethylamide.
QM Blackwood: Thought so. Not a problem, have some for you at the beginning of next week
Lt. Sabre: Right on.