Bring him in here![repeated line]
Just tell me what to do, Herr Flick. You know I can’t resist you when you fix me with your penetrating gaze from your pale blue eyes, magnified to the size of poached eggs behind your powerful spectacles.
I have visited prisoners here before. Down the steps, turn left at the bottom and just follow the rats.
How typical of the French. They put things in with never a thought of how to get them out again.[while trying to open a champagne]
How strange. The boots seem too big for you. Normally, it’s the other way round.[to Herr Flick]