[last lines]
Captain John Kieffer: I'm new here. I know how you British are always murdering each other, but I didn't expect to get caught up in it like that, so, uh... maybe I behaved like a jerk.
Christopher Foyle: Well, you did much that was right.
Captain John Kieffer: Can we put all this behind us?
Christopher Foyle: Course.
Captain John Kieffer: Good. And in the interest of furthering British - U.S. friendship, I happen to have a quart of Jack Daniels in the back. Don't suppose you'd care to come back to the base and help me in drinking it, would you?
Christopher Foyle: To, um, help the war effort?
Captain John Kieffer: Exactly.
Christopher Foyle: Don't see why not.
Captain John Kieffer: Climb aboard.
[they get in the Jeep and start off]
Christopher Foyle: By the way, what's a jerk?
Captain John Kieffer: Ah, let me explain.
Christopher Foyle: Nothing to do with dried meat?
Captain John Kieffer: Nothing to do with dried meat. That's jerky.
Christopher Foyle: That's jerky.
Captain John Kieffer: Okay, look, a jerk is someone who... i-it's...