~ Dolf – may I call you Dolf?
 
~ All my friends do.
 
~ Dolf!
 
~ What can I do for you, Don?
 
~ I am gefooked!
 
~ That you are.
 
~Any advice?
 
~ A weekend at Camp David.
 
~ That will help?
 
~ Pretend it’s The Wolf’s Lair.
 
~ Liar?
 
~ Close enough.
 
~ How do I get out of this?
 
~ Well – I killed myself.
 
~ That’s what my other friends say.
 
~ My friends died with me – you know, the real ones.
 
~ Fat chance of that.
 
~ Well, you went out with a whimper – not a bang.
 
~ I thought they’d rise up – take the country.
 
~ You never gave them anything – not even a Wall.
 
~ There was never any money in it.
 
~ At least I gave my people the Volkswagen.
 
~ Is that how you made your money?
 
~ No, I got all my money from the book I wrote.
 
~ Best seller?
 
~ Ja! Every household had to have one.
 
~ Maybe I can …
 
~ Nein – it’s no good for you.
 
~ Why?
 
~ Your followers can’t read.
 
 
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