This is a recorded Gestapo message. I am not taking calls at the moment but you may leave a message on the revolving wax disc. Please speak after the gunshot.
I have seen one of these before. It is a long distance dick.[seeing a long distance duck]
You should be grateful that the RAF bummers are still farting for freedom.[to René]
I have bad nose. When you ribbed the bonk, there was a wetness. He has drawn poctures of the sispocts.[reporting a complication with the robbery]
There is no reason to cease your jollification just because a senior Gestapo officer in a particularly foul mood is entering your premises.[announcing to the Cafe that he is pissed]
What is it about me that makes nice girls into hooligans?
Rene, I do not wish to weary you, but I recognize some of those purple. They are German Ginerals. They are pissing themselves off as posants.[noting the plan has been cocked up]
Ooh, my dicky ticker![repeated line]
Watch now on:
Guards! Arrest all Gypsies driving fire engines!
I suppose you thought that because von Smallhausen was very small and walked with a limp, you could outpace him. Little do you know he was the cross country limping champion of Westphalia.[to Leclerc]
Hole Hotler!
Think of the life I would have to lead. Blowing up bridges and trains, dodging bullets, sleeping in hedges, living in ditches. This is no life for a coward. Especially one with a good business.[about a possible life with Denise]
