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A dash of paprika.
That's enough.
Catch him.
Oh, just a smidgen. Just enough to caress the meat.
Dr. Rettig. Yes, sir. The men are waiting for their dinner. Why isn't it
Oh, uh, it's ready, sir. Well, serve it.
Yes, sir. We'll serve it.
Are you sure it's ready?
Well, it looks like it's ready. Uh, why don't you taste it?
You taste it.
Come on, you taste it. You taste it.
Well, I've been working on it all day. It's hard for me to tell.
Hey, Dino.
Come on, taste it. Not me.
Oh, come on. Tonight I think they're going to flip. But, Sarge, that's what
said every night this week. And all week they've been sending it back.
Look, Sarge, suddenly what's with this experimenting of yours?
Why don't you go back to the old menus?
Okay, you haven't won any gold medals, but at least the men got it down. Oh,
shut up. I'm running this kitchen. I'm going to cook, and you guys are going to
serve. Oh, come on, Dino. You take it in. I'm sure tonight they're going to
flip. If they ask what it's called, what should I say?
Well, be kind of coy about it. If they press you, tell them that it's Sergeant
Ritzick's surprise.
Such a... I'd better put on a clean apron. I got a hunch
tonight the boys are going to ask me to take a bow.
Is
that
some pepperoni?
Would the boys like the food?
It's your fault. You went crazy with the ketchup.
Rupert, my platon is screaming.
What are you doing with the food? Oh, never mind. Come on, stop saying it.
on. Rupert, look, my boys are going broke eating in town.
Well, wait till tomorrow. I'm working on a fricassee. What fricassee? I can't
tell you about it. It's still on a drawing board.
Well, so this is the scene of the crime. Good evening, Lucrezia Borgia. Do you
mind? Now, look, Rupert, enough is enough.
Do you mind? I am prepared to die for my country, but not in your mess hall.
Do you mind what?
I forgot.
Look, Rupert, you can tell me. You got a private agreement with the Kremlin?
Do you mind?
Here we go again with an old coward dialogue.
Rupert, what's with this food?
This is going to look pretty bad for you. Well, we're the only American camp
gets food packages from Europe.
I'll have the last laugh when I get $50 ,000.
$50 ,000?
That's right. It's in all the magazines.
It's a $50 ,000 contest for the best new American original recipe.
Who's sponsoring this? Murder Incorporated?
Only the biggest food company in America. Here, read this.
Associated Food Corporation's annual $50 ,000 contest for...
Oh, so you've been using us for guinea pigs, huh?
But, Ernie, if I could only hit the right recipe.
Why don't you knock it off? Come on. I got the jeep parked outside. We'll go in
the restaurant and eat in town.
Okay. You're a scientist, suddenly.
Come on.
No, not me.
A mess sergeant eating out? Are you kidding?
With all the delicious food I got here?
Wait for me. I'm going with you.
this place before.
This place looks empty. The food must be bad in here. Come on, let's go. Where?
Where? Where are we going to go?
Thanks to you, this is the only restaurant in town that isn't jammed.
Come on.
I thought so. A Greek joint. Sit down and chat.
My husband and I, we are here one week.
Naturally, you will have the specialty of the house.
Oh,
no, no, no. We don't want anything fancy.
We just had something fancy. Do you mind? Take your hat off, animal.
My friends and I, we're not too hungry. We'll just have some hamburgers.
Hamburgers? Monsieur, my husband, Marcel, does not make hamburgers. Just
casserole à la boudreau.
Well, it'll take hours to get into any other joint.
All right. Bring us that casserole, whatever the name was. Oui, monsieur.
Trois casserole à la boudreau.
Well,
what do you think?
Say, do you have some wine?
She just told you wine.
Well, why don't they call an American name like Manischewitz?
Show the lady. How much is two and two? Go ahead. Pour with your left foot. Do
you mind? Oh, shut up.
Deux. Trois.
Voilà.
Bon appétit.
Dending my glasses.
Well, that hit the spot. Let's get out of here. Wait a minute, I'm hungry.
Hungry enough to eat this?
Hey, don't look too bad. Do you mind if I go ahead?
Go ahead, eat.
How is it, Rupert?
Sounds good.
One of us better stay in condition to run for the chaplain.
I'll take a chance.
Well, how is it?
How is it?
Well, how is it?
It's looking like you never eat anything in your life.
The way you... Bernie,
this stuff is great.
How great?
Think of every great meal you ever had in your life before you answer me. How
great? This is the greatest dish I ever had in my life. You're on record with
that statement. You, Rupert, what do you think? You know what this tastes like?
What? $50 ,000.
$50 ,000?
That contest, you know, for the best original American recipe?
Yeah. All right, we'll take it apart, one by one. Is it the best you ever had?
Yes. Two, is it original?
Uh -huh. Three, when we change the name to Uncle Sam's Stew, made by an Army
sergeant, will it be American?
We're in.
Only it's a cinch, but how are you going to get the recipe?
It'll be child's play. Show me the chef that can withstand flattery from a
fellow gourmet. Hey, here he comes.
Well, gentlemen, how did you like... What is the matter with him? What is the
matter, he asks?
An angel steps down from heaven, puts on an apron and makes a casserole for the
gods. And he says, what is the matter?
Maestro.
You really like my casserole a la Boudreau? Like it, like it, he asked me.
like it? All my life, I've eaten in the finest restaurants in the world. I
thought I was eating.
But until now, I was grazing like an animal. Oh, monsieur.
At last, I found an American who appreciates my casserole a la Boudreau.
Appreciated? Show me you are human and not a gastronomical angel. Show me you
are human.
Show me the recipe.
Monsieur, this is the happiest moment of my life. I know. Write every word.
About the recipe. Yes, yes.
That I cannot give you. Right. I cannot... You cannot give me. I am
Sorry?
Sorry? You're sorry?
You let me taste the nectar of the gods.
Now you want me to wander through life wondering, wondering what was in it.
What was in it?
Oh, monsieur, take my dog.
Take my wife. But I cannot give you the recipe.
Oh, please, monsieur, understand.
The recipe is a family secret handed down from generation to generation.
So, this is the way it must end.
What must end? The spirit of friendship between America and Europe.
Monsieur, take my life. I don't want your life. I want the recipe.
I'm sorry.
It's impossible.
All right. All right.
Serge, we were greedy.
Yes, we were.
I'm going to level with you, Marcel.
That recipe you're worth.
$25 ,000 to you. Not even a million. Even if my family was starving.
Even for $1 million, I would not betray the secret of my family.
You must be crazy.
Maybe, monsieur. Maybe for generations we have been crazy. But the recipe
remains a secret.
Say, Ernie, how do you spell secret?
Now, the minute we get into the kitchen, that's when Doberman comes in and he
orders. What do you order, Doberman? Repeat.
Sarge, I've said it a million times. Repeat. What do you order?
Casserole a la Boudreau, okay?
Fine. Now, the minute he starts to make it, it's in your hands. Now, look,
Rupert, are you sure you can watch him and remember every move he makes?
Oh, don't worry about me. I got a photographic mind.
I'm not worried about your photographic mind. I'm wondering if there's film in
the camera.
Come on, we gotta go.
Just a G .I. who dropped in for a meal. You don't know for anything. And what do
you order?
Sarge! What do you order?
Casserole a la Boudreau.
Boom. Come on.
Military sanitation inspection.
Military sanitation. Military sanitation inspection.
I do not understand. Oh, just a mere formality. Since you do have American
soldiers eating here, we must be careful of the cleanliness. Your hand.
Leave. Yes. Oh.
What a coincidence. There's an American soldier now.
What would it be?
Armadix. Armadix.
Hold. Hold. Just a minute.
I think that man's in the seat.
Are you out on orders?
Yes, sir.
Do you remember your orders?
Orders? Oh, casserole. Wait a minute.
He's all right. Take his order.
Yes, the kitchen doesn't... Casserole à la boudreau.
Casserole à la boudreau.
Watch his right hand. You watch his left hand. I'll watch the ingredients.
Got to be careful. Sometimes they're French.
Is that all there is to it?
Gentlemen, you now know the secret of casserole à la boudreau.
What do you do? Grow it? I make it once a week.
Say, how do you spell week?
Well, gentlemen, how does my kitchen stand inspection?
Oh, splendid.
You'll hear from Duncan Hines in the morning. I'll... I'll... Come on, come
let's go.
Come on. Don't you stop us, Doritos. Come on, when I... Don't. You can't
Well?
Yes. It looks awful under the mic. Look, we don't care what it looks like. We're
paying you five bucks to analyze what's in it. Well, let me look once more. Go
ahead. Now, do you see anything?
Hold it. Hold on, I think he's got something.
Yeah, yeah. Let me check once more. Be ready to write down anything he says.
Well, definitely.
What, what?
A carbohydrate and proteanious compound in a semi -solid caloric state.
What does that mean in plain language?
Gravy.
I paid him five bucks to find out it's gravy. I could have got that off
Doberman's Tide.
Charlie, why don't you taste it and find out what's in it? Me?
Please.
You got the wrong guy. Down at the mess hall, we call him the bird.
Please, I just can't stand food.
He comes in once a week into the mess hall, he eats four cornflakes, and he
collapses from indigestion. All right, all right.
Why don't you eat it, then you can tell what's in it. Don't you guys start. For
15 years, it was my mother.
Eat, Charlie, eat.
I got into the army, the medics. Soldier, you gotta eat.
Look, get that stuff out of here. What are you gonna do with a mental case,
Maybe we shouldn't have bothered with it in the first place. You may be right.
Just because we like it doesn't mean everybody else likes it. You know, we
have developed Ritzik mouth. You know, no taste buds.
Ooh, ooh, the bird is eating.
Huh?
Charlie, you like it?
Like it?
That's the most delicious. Look.
Where can I get some more? You've got to tell me. Charlie, I'll get you all you
want. Just tell us what's in it. I'm going to be fat. I'm going to be nice
fat all my life. I wanted to be fat. Look, Charlie, I'll get you all you
Just tell us what is in it. Well, sure, I can break it down to the last decibel.
You can write this down. All I need is one thing. What?
The recipe.
I'm going to be fat. I've got to call my mother.
Hey, Mark, I'm going to be fat.
Ernie, why don't you give up now?
You saw what just happened where the guy can't even stand food? We've got a
fortune riding here.
Marcello's got to give us a recipe.
Fellas, I'm a peace -loving man, and I hate to say this, but... Yeah?
We'll have to resort to violence.
Violence.
He's getting ready to close. You know what to do. Yeah.
I take out the gun, I say, stick him up. You're money or you're life. Hey, I was
supposed to say that. What difference does it make? Well, I've been rehearsing
it all night. All right, get big and big.
Now, look, you know what? When he comes out, you threaten his life.
I, a passing stranger, save him from you hoodlums.
He's a Frenchman. He's emotional. Out of gratitude, he gives me the recipe.
Now, wait.
He's putting out the lights. You know what to do. Right away.
Oh, mon dieu, what is it you want?
I forgot.
Oh, give me that.
Oh,
I was supposed to say that. Will you shut up? All right, Franchi, give me
money. Spare me, I'm a poor man.
That is your life. Say a prayer. Oh, don't shoot, please, don't shoot.
We will hit the dust.
Good heavens, what is this? Say, hold up. You stand back or I'll give it to
too. What does it mean to me when a fellow human being's life is in danger?
Oh, monsieur, they are killers.
Killers indeed, eh? Did you ever hear of... Jiu -Jitsu!
Kick up your head!
What a man!
By George, it's Marcel. Sergeant, you saved my life. Oh, forget it. How can I
ever repay you?
Well, I didn't do this for profit, but... There is one thing you can do.
Anything, anything.
The recipe.
Casserole a la Boudreau.
The recipe?
The recipe.
Take my life.
Marcel, I don't... Oh, you saved my life. Now it's yours to take.
Look, all I want is the recipe.
Sergeant Bilko, a Boudreau dies first.
My father gave it to me. His father gave it to him. And his father before him.
Yeah, suppose those gangsters would have killed you. What would happen to the
recipe then, huh?
My little son, Philippe, he has the recipe. He would carry on.
Your little son, Philippe?
Oh, your little son knows it.
What are you doing here in the middle of June?
He's a big boy. Have you got presents for all of us? No, little darling, just
for one little boy. He's a...
Look, you're a big boy. Go play with the traffic.
Last year when I went back to the North Pole, my wife, Mrs. Sandecross, reminded
me because a new boy just moved into Roseville, I forgot to give him
And she told me his name. His name is... He's a phony. This little boy.
He's good with that. Yes, I think the little boy's name was Philippe Boudreau.
Oh,
yes, I have things for you. I have presents.
Yes?
Just for that. Everybody away.
That's you, Philip. You I must talk to. I have for you many presents. Let me
see. Ah, you've been a good boy years, a little tutor.
And look what I have for you. It makes you a real American.
You like that, Philip?
Wait, I have many other presents. Look at this. A saxophone.
I have for you a pistol.
No, look at this. For you.
What do you say?
Oh, Monsieur Santa Claus, never in my life have I had to make presents.
I've never been so happy. How can I thank you? How can you thank me?
He wants to know how he can thank me. Mr. Kringle. Yes?
Oh, let me get a gun. I'll give you one.
Because you want to give me something, and I don't want anything. But you can
give Mr. Santa Claus something, anything.
But I have nothing to give him. Oh, you have love in your heart?
Oui. You have a little boy's faith in Santa Claus?
Oui. You have the recipe?
The recipe? Yeah, casserole a la boudreau.
Take my life!
There must be a way of getting that recipe. If you don't get it by tonight,
forget it.
Look, the contest will be over. It says all entries must be postmarked not later
than midnight tonight.
How can a guy be so stubborn? He's going to go broke in this town trying to run
a French restaurant. I'm offering him $25 ,000.
Forget it, honey. He won't give you the recipe. It's a secret.
Yeah. If you... Wait a minute.
Suppose this famous recipe of his just turns out to be a common American army
dish. How are you going to make her believe that?
He'll see for himself. When on a tour of the post, he sees right on that stove
there a whole pot full of casserole a la Boudreau, enough to feed an entire
regiment. A pot full? Who's going to make it? The only man who can, Marcel.
Only he won't know he's doing it. I got to make a reservation for the party
tonight. Oh, we give it a party? What's your case?
A party for 20?
Tonight?
And they all want the casserole?
A celebration?
For who?
Oh, he was?
Sergeant Bilko, we will do our part.
Over. Marcel, a party for 20. Oui, oui.
What is it, Marcel?
It is a great occasion for them. They are celebrating Rocky Graziano's
Marcel, who is this Rocky Graziano? How could you be so stupid?
He was their 23rd president.
President Graziano will not only be remembered for opening the Panama
Sergeant. Yes?
I have served everyone.
You can eat.
Oh, swell.
Now, gentlemen, we will take the oath. The oath that... Please, this is
for citizens only. Oh, what about it?
They're gone.
Get them, get Glover and Ritzing. Okay, boss. Look, sing loud and cover the
noise.
Hail to President Graziano!
Birth and peace and war.
Maybe if I had a little... Call it. You heard what Belko said.
You make one move with that paprika, I got orders to shoot.
Here we have Company B kitchen.
Sergeant Ritzick in charge. You remember the folks? Tell us, Sergeant Ritzick.
What lunch are you cooking up for the boys today?
Oh, nothing much.
I just slapped together something out of the Army cookbook. Oh, the good old
Army cookbook. Oh, this must seem privative. To an artist like you, the
live must be revolting, eh?
Oh, say, here, take a taste. Oh, no.
You wouldn't want to taste it. Let me taste it. All right.
This is rather a joke to him, for him to taste Army cooking. It's out of the
book, you understand.
Wait. Mama, taste this.
Taste it? Oh, did you like it? It's rather quaint, I imagine, to you. This
it. But exactly.
Casserole à la boudreau.
My casserole. And for generations I thought it was a family secret. Oh, no,
there must be some mistake that came out of me. Oh, no, no, this is it exactly.
Well, you see, he just cooks out of the army cookbook. Let's see what he cooked
today. Let me see. Oh, I almost forgot what you can see for yourself here. It
says War Department Technical Manual. It's a cookbook. We cannot show that to
civilians. Oh, but I want to know...
Well, I'll tell you what. Why don't you tell me your recipe? And I'll see if it
coincides with what's written here in the book. Fine. Right ahead.
Taking equal portions. Taking equal portions.
Of beef.
Of beef. Lamb.
Lamb. And rabbit.
And rabbit.
Braise slowly.
Braise slowly.
For one hour. For one...
I'm following it with the pencil. It's exactly the words, word for word.
Oh, no.
And does it say in a saucepan sauté? In a saucepan sauté. Is that sauté with the
dash over the E? Yes. Sauté. A mixture.
A mixture. Of butter.
Of butter. Garlic.
Garlic. Crushed fraise de bois.
Crushed fraise de bois.
And bay beans.
And... Bay beans. Bay beans.
Bay... Why, it's uncanny word for... Oh, I wish I could show you this. They
won't let us. And does it also say about egg white? No, but it will. I mean,
what about egg white?
I don't feel bad, Marcel. It could happen to anybody.
Oh, for centuries, my family guarded it. And now it's in an army cookbook.
Ah, c 'est la guerre.
Oh, come now, Marcel.
Yes, I must break it gently to Philippe.
Au revoir. Au revoir. Come back any time.
Come on, quick, quick.
We've got to work real fast. Remember, neatness counts.
Right. I've got the letter here. Here it is. I'll start it off by saying, I,
Rupert Ritzig. I, Rupert Ritzig. Sergeant of the United States Army.
the United States Army. And close the recipe for my original dish to be called
Uncle Sam's Stew. Uncle Sam's Stew.
All right.
Taking equal portions of beef.
Beef. Lamb and rabbit. Lamb and rabbit.
Braised slowly for one hour. Braised slowly for one hour. Can I go too fast?
no. I can make it. In a saucepan, saute.
A mixture of butter, garlic, and crushed fraise de bois.
Fraise de what?
What?
Why do you put a French name in there? It's not an American stew anymore.
Yeah, we've got to find out what it is. Well, look at the book. They got far
away to the book. Look at the index here.
Index. Here it is.
Index. Index. F -F -Fricassee. Foul food.
Page 483.
Recipe 390. Well, look up that... Here it is. It's in this thing. Kentucky
Hunter stew.
Taking equal portions of beef, lamb, and rabbit, braise slowly for one hour in a
saucepan. Saute a mixture of butter, garlic... In a saucepan, saute
a mixture of butter, garlic, and... Take equal portions of beef, lamb, rabbit...
It's exactly the same recipe.
What do you mean? It was in there all the time? Kentucky Hunter stew?
Look at this.
This early original American dish was created by Daniel Boone in 1804.
How do you spell Boone? Is it one or two O's? I'm too tired to hit you.
Three zeros. That's what's going to wind up. Well, there goes our 50 ,000. Me,
25 ,000. We're going to give Marcel 25 ,000.
Poor jerk. Not only will he break his heart...
Look at the problem he's got. He's got to run a French restaurant in a town
this. Well, what are we going to do?
I don't know.
All this work down the drain. I don't... Tell you what we're going to do.
Spread the word around this... Still a great dish, isn't it? Yes. Spread the
word all over the post and town, any place you want. For the best Kentucky
Hunter stew, drop in at the Daniel Boone room at Marcel's Restaurant. We'll
build him a sign.
Well, how is everything?
Say, how about some more of that Daniel Boone stew?
Coming right up, partner.
Well,
Marcel, we're here for some of that original.
Look, I'm sorry if you didn't make a reservation.
Marcel! Oh, don't Marcel me. Wait outside in line with the rest.
Outside? Outside.
The minute you're a success, everybody is your friend.
Who needs him? Come out with me. I'm working on a new fricassee.
Do you mind?
Do you mind?
Also seen in tonight's cast were Joe E. Ross as Sergeant Ritzy,
John Silo as Marcel Boudreau, Suzanne Kobe as Mrs. Boudreau, and Sandy Kenyon
Charlie.
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