Sefton:
Okay, Herr Preisshoffer, let's have the mailbox.
Price:
The what?
Sefton:
The one you took out of the corner of your bunk and put in this pocket!
[pulls a black queen out of Price's jacket]
Sefton:
Let me show you how they did it. They did it by mail.
Harry Shapiro:
Mail?
Sefton:
That's right. Little love notes between our Security officer and Von Scherbach, with Schulz the mailman.
[gestures to a lightbulb hanging above a table]
Sefton:
Here's the flag. They used to put a loop in the cord.
[does so]
Sefton:
Did you ever notice? And here's the mailbox. Hollow black queens.
[pops the two queens open]
Sefton:
Cute, huh? They delivered the mail or picked it up whenever we were out of the barracks, like for appell. And when there was a special delivery, they'd pull a phony air raid to get us out of here, like last night for instance. There wasn't a plane in the sky. Or was there, Price?
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