General Savage: [after Stovall is caught stowing away on a B-17] Did you get anything?
Major Stovall: My glasses were frosted over some, but I think I got a piece of one.
General Savage: Ours or theirs?
General Savage: No, Sir. I didn't hear a thing. It must have been radio malfunction.
General Pritchard: Do you mean you're going to stick to that fairy tale?
General Savage: Yes, sir. There's one more thing you might as well know, sir. The 918th got through today, and bombed the target when nobody else did. And if Providence ever drops into my lap, another chance like that to give this group the pride it out to have in itself, I may have radio malfunction again, sir.
