I grease the Kraut guards. I give 'em ten percent of the take

Hoffy:
Hey, Sefton. What's the big idea? Take that telescope out of here. Sefton:
Says who? Hoffy:
Says me. Sefton:
You take it out. Only you're gonna have a riot on your hands. Hoffy:
Every time the men get Red Cross packages, you have to think up some angle to rob 'em. Price:
When the Krauts find that gadget, they'll throw us all in the boob. Sefton:
They know about that gadget. I'd worry more about that radio. Duke:
Maybe they also know about your distillery and the horse races. Sefton:
That's right. Duke:
Just what makes you and them Krauts so buddy-buddy? Sefton:
Ask Security. Go on, tell him, Price. You've got me shadowed every minute of the day. Or haven't you figured it out yet? Price:
Not yet. Hoffy:
Answer the question. How do you rate all these privileges? Sefton:
I grease the Kraut guards. I give 'em ten percent of the take