We""re going to murder those lousy Hun bastards by the bushel.Now, some of you boys, I know, are wondering whether or not you""ll chicken out under fire.Don""t worry about it.I can assure you that you will all do your duty.The Nazis are the enemy.Wade into them, spill their blood, shoot them in the belly.When you put your hand into a bunch of goo that a moment before was your best friend""s face, you""ll know what to do.When Morgan searches for him to beat him, he hides in Hi-Hat""s stable to avoid being pummeled.It becomes obvious that Hi-Hat always reacts violently whenever in the presence of Morgan (or his picture).She is shuttled hrough the studio, passed from one person to another, greeted cordially but impersonally: "Glad to have you with us.It seems to show he wasn""t in much pain.Anna: Doctor Winkel told me that...Holly: Doctor Winkel, who""s he?Anna: A doctor Harry used to go to.He was passing just after it happened.Holly: His own doctor?Anna: Yes.Holly: Were you at the inquest?Anna: Yes.They said it wasn""t the driver""s fault.Harry had often said what a careful driver he was.Holly (astonished): He was Harry""s driver?Anna: Um-hum.Holly: I don""t get it.All of them there - Kurtz, this Rumanian Popescu, his own driver knocking him over, his own doctor just passing by? No strangers there at all.