Huth: Who broke it? I’m not angry. I just want to know. Archer: I did. I broke it. Huth: No. No, you didn’t. Hausser ? Hausser: Don’t look at me. Look at Glott. Glott: What?! I didn’t break it! Hausser: Huh, that’s strange. How’d you even know it was broken? Glott: Because it’s sitting right in front of us and it’s broken! Hausser: [squints] Suspicious. Glott: No, it’s not! Archer: Let’s not fight, I broke it. Let me pay for it. Huth: No. Who broke it? Hausser: Standartenfuhrer, the new fellow has been awfully quiet… Random Lieutenant: Really?! Hausser: Yeah, really! (yelling ensues) Huth: [at the camera] I broke it. It burnt my hand so I punched it. I predict ten minutes from now they’ll be at each other’s throats with war paint on their faces and a pig head on a stick. Good. It was getting a little chummy around here.
