00:00 - 00:03 | It's taken her a long time... |
00:04 - 00:05 | but she's finally chosen a shade of grey for their house. |
00:05 - 00:07 | It's from a factory in this part of Berlin. |
00:08 - 00:12 | We would normally use it for out tanks... |
00:12 - 00:15 | but she's adamant she gets it for their house. |
00:17 - 00:19 | We could give her the grey we use for our planes. |
00:19 - 00:21 | She won't notice the difference. |
00:24 - 00:26 | Mein Fuher. |
00:27 - 00:28 | Steiner... |
00:31 - 00:33 | Steiner says she's already rejected that one. |
00:34 - 00:36 | She says it's not warm enough. |
00:53 - 00:58 | Anyone who indulged her with her little paint swatches stay where you are. The rest of you leave us alone. |
01:13 - 01:15 | Do you take me for a cunt! |
01:15 - 01:17 | Do I have cunt written on my fucking forehead?? |
01:18 - 01:23 | I don't give a fuck what colour her house is. |
01:25 - 01:28 | Who paints their house anyway!? |
01:29 - 01:31 | Just leave it brick colour, for fuck's sake. |
01:31 - 01:34 | Stuck-up Marlow poser! |
01:34 - 01:37 | I'll level the whole goddamn street if that's what it takes. |
01:37 - 01:40 | You want warm?? I'll firebomb your fucking 4 bedroom dump! |
01:40 - 01:42 | Mein Fuher, she wants a colour to compliment her new windows. |
01:42 - 01:46 | Fuck her fucking windows!! |
01:46 - 01:48 | Sir, we could just let her have 20 or 30 gallons. |
01:48 - 01:52 | No. That is my cunting paint! |
01:53 - 01:54 | It's all mine. |
01:56 - 01:57 | I don't care if her house looks like the inside of a pig's asshole. |
01:57 - 02:00 | For all I care she can paint it with her own excrement. |
02:00 - 02:03 | Fucking Barber-wearing piece of Marlow garbage. |
02:04 - 02:08 | Don't the English make any grey paint? |
02:08 - 02:13 | Or those in-bred Scots? Everything up there is fucking grey! |
02:14 - 02:16 | We're at war...and you sold our paint to a yummy-mummy. |
02:17 - 02:21 | What's next, cocksuckers? Are you going to go help her instal her fucking windows?? |
02:27 - 02:29 | I know they have mis-matching bricks. |
02:30 - 02:34 | I don't want to hear about that again. |
02:34 - 02:36 | It's not my fucking problem, is it! |
02:41 - 02:42 | You bunch of wankers. |
02:43 - 02:47 | You've got no problem bloody invading Russia or decimating entire cities. |
02:48 - 02:53 | But one women in tight jeans and a fancy Shogun and you roll over like a bunch of fucking poodles. |
02:54 - 02:56 | I won't stand for it. |
02:56 - 02:59 | You tell that vixen she can have the normal grey paint from Homebase. |
03:00 - 03:02 | The stuff everybody uses. |
03:04 - 03:07 | It's not that bad. Your kitchen looks nice in that grey. |
03:14 - 03:16 | Have we really been reduced to this? |
03:19 - 03:23 | Having our supplies raided by the 'Grand Designs' set. |
03:25 - 03:26 | Who farted? |
03:31 - 03:33 | Anyway, it doesn't matter. |
03:40 - 03:46 | Nothing really matters anymore. Not the war. Not Berlin. |
03:46 - 03:49 | Not even the children's book I've been writing. |
03:53 - 03:56 | Let her have the paint. |