>*Himmler screeching in his office*
>Oskar Schindler is one of the most respected men in the Reich, Dirlewanger, and you drove his Mercedes off a cliff, broke the neck of three of his bodyguards, and rammed a Panther through his front door?! You're off this case! Give me your Luger...AND your other Luger!
>But Reichsführer... I have evidence Schindler is trying to help the Jews...
>I don't want to hear it! You're off to the eastern front - your train leaves in one hour.

>Goddammit Dirlewanger, that little stunt you pulled in the east has the Generalfeldmarschall blowing smoke up my ass, I even got the Reichskanzlei calling my office and threatening to pull my pension, all because of that wild card 'unit' of yours! I'm three days from retirement and my daughter's getting married next week, for Christ's sake! You finish this job and you finish it by the book this time! Clean hands, Dirlewanger! I don't care if you have to make soap out of these Jew rats your own goddamn self, but you keep your hands squeaky clean, you got that!?

>Dirlewanger, my office, NOW! You're a loose canon and I don't like your methods, but you're my best field agent. I know I'm gonna regret this... but I need your expertise on this task force. This case's a peculiar one and requires... finesse. And scientific knowledge. Meet your new partner. He's a doctor, the best we've got. Josef, I presume you've heard of 'The Wanger'?

>I'm putting together a team, you in? One last job, for old time sakes... *unrolls map* This joint's heavily guarded: watch towers, dogs, barbed-wire fences, minefields... the whole shebang. Here's the map, this is where we'll entry. Once we're in, my guy on the inside will provide us with the disguises to fit in, they all wear the same clothes so we'll blend in. But the toughest part will not be getting in... but getting out. However... there's a secret door, right here... *taps on the map* a wooden door...