| 00:01 - 00:03 | We managed to delete the ruleboard. |
| 00:03 - 00:07 | We went into the folder and we dragged it to the desktop |
| 00:07 - 00:11 | We can now travel the Manhattan system in peace |
| 00:11 - 00:16 | We are no longer dictated by a giant ruleboard that's right next to the Sun |
| 00:18 - 00:21 | Has Steiner rewritten the ruleboard to my liking? |
| 00:24 - 00:29 | My Fuhrer.... Steiner.... |
| 00:30 - 00:36 | Steiner couldn't figure out how. We can't have our Nazi propaganda on the server. |
| 00:52 - 00:59 | Everyone who doesn't play Freelancer, leave this room now. |
| 01:12 - 01:14 | That stupid prick! |
| 01:15 - 01:17 | That stupid fucking prick! |
| 01:18 - 01:23 | So you're telling me I can't rewrite the ruleboard?! |
| 01:25 - 01:27 | It's my own damn server! |
| 01:29 - 01:33 | We did delete it. But I wanted Heil Hitler on the ruleboard! |
| 01:34 - 01:40 | I can dictate a country, but I can't even dictate an LAN server! |
| 01:40 - 01:42 | My Fuhrer, at least we got rid of the annoyi-- |
| 01:43 - 01:46 | I don't give two shits! Get it fucking fixed! |
| 01:46 - 01:48 | My Fuhrer, Steiner said it's impossible! |
| 01:49 - 01:52 | If it's impossible, then how the fuck did those Crossfire dudes do it? |
| 01:53 - 01:54 | He has no brains! |
| 01:56 - 02:03 | When I saw that ruleboard, I imagined all sorts of crazy dictating shit hailing the Fuhrer of Germany! |
| 02:04 - 02:08 | When you couldn't get the Swastika to work, I understood. |
| 02:09 - 02:17 | But now you come to me saying you can't even edit a simple fucking text file, and I'm just like what the fuck. |
| 02:17 - 02:22 | Maybe I should just execute that dumbass, just like Stalin would! |
| 02:27 - 02:34 | I suppose it doesn't matter. Everyone knows I'm the Great Fuhrer of our 6 player LAN server. |
| 02:34 - 02:37 | Including our dying country! |
| 02:40 - 02:41 | But seriously... |
| 02:42 - 02:47 | ...why the hell doesn't Steiner know how to complete the simplest of tasks? |
| 02:48 - 02:52 | He doesn't know how to edit a text file... |
| 02:54 - 02:56 | I even asked him once to cook beans for me. |
| 02:56 - 02:59 | But he used Gerda's crappy cooker. |
| 03:00 - 03:03 | I walked in the kitchen and the beans blew up in my face! |
| 03:05 - 03:07 | Gerda, that was years ago. |
| 03:14 - 03:17 | I could never go out again after that incident... |
| 03:18 - 03:24 | The exploding beans turned my moustache ginger for a whole month.... |
| 03:26 - 03:27 | Horrible.... |
| 03:32 - 03:34 | Tomato sauce... in my hair.... |
| 03:40 - 03:45 | Tell Steiner I have a "surprise" waiting for him in my Kitchen. |
| 03:46 - 03:49 | Let's just say I'm about to spill my anger beans on him. |
| 03:54 - 04:00 | I'm gonna masturbate now. |