[...] BILL: Still, I've never seen a chef's uniform with a hood and a glass faceguard. Um... What's that they're stirring in that big vat?

EURO: I will ask. [Speaks to head chef in broken Arabic.] He says it is split pea soup, a great favorite of President Hussein.

BILL: It seems kind of bright for soup. Should soup be glowing?

EURO: Ah, but the President likes his soup very spicy. It is a great delicacy, unfortunately restricted to the President and his family. Because of the sanctions.

BILL: There seems to be a lot of it there.

EURO: It boils down, of course. Why are you so suspicious?

BILL: Well, we are weapons inspectors.

EURO: That is no reason to be impolite! We are guests in this country, and we should not be prying into affairs that are no concern of ours!

BILL: How do we know they aren't our concern?

EURO: Of course, we must believe the Iraqis when they tell us. Honor is very important in Arabic culture and to disbelieve them would be an affront.

BILL: You've never found any weapons, have you?

EURO: No. Once I thought I found a surface-to-air missile, but the gentleman carrying it explained to me that it was actually a very large baguette. [...]