He invites her o seeHamletat a theatre on 44th Street:Gloria: A fella called me up about him.Wants me o show him the town.Nat: Like Grant""s Tomb, for instance?Gloria: But death.Nat: Ain""t it amazin"" how many guys come down from Albany just to see Grant""s Tomb?Gloria: (To Don) Sometimes I wish you came from Albany.Saito: You speak to me of code.What code? The coward""s code.(He throws the book away to the ground.) What do you know of the soldier""s code? Ofbushido?Nothing.You are unworthy of command.(He breaks Nicholson""s commander""s stick in two and hrows it to the ground.)Nicholson: Since you refuse to abide by the laws of the civilized world, we must consider ourselves absolved from our duty to obey you.Through the front door of the steamy colonial bungalow, a well-dressed Caucasian man staggers onto the veranda.Although he is able to pull her from he burning vehicle, she is already dead from the vicious attack.