"My name is Ulla Inga Hansen Bensen Yonsen Tallen-Hallen Svaden Svanson, Nosnavs Nedavs Nellah-Nellat Nesnoy Nesneb Nesnah Agni Allu."

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No, Ulla and Leo never did get married. At 11:00, Leo glanced down at his watch and saw that it read 3:00, so he quickly departed to get his watch fixed. While at the watch-fixing place in Rio, he became so overwrought with guilt that he and Ulla quickly called the next plane to New York.

So you know the rest, he went back to New York, rescued Max, went to Sing Sing, made Prisoners of Love, got out and became a fantastic producer with Max.

&&&&&

Three hours later, when they returned to the office, the three- Max, Leo, and Ulla- were faced with a dilemma. They had decided, in order to better organize plays, that they would all live in Max's office. Leo rushed over to the couch to see if it would fold out. It didn't. Once the couch didn't fold out, they turned the situation over to Ulla. She set up a bed on top of the piano. Flustered but unable to disagree with her, Max stuttered, "Uh- uh- uh- okay," and Leo simply nodded sheepishly.

As Leo set up a sleeping bag on the floor, a shot suddenly rang out through the room. Max dropped the vase he was removing from the piano, and looked around to see Franz's head poking through the window, a gun held in his gloved hand.

"I am going to hypnotize ze little old ladies so dat zey vill all love Hitler!"

Max and Leo exchanged glances, first with each other and then with Franz. Ulla chose to ignore the raving Nazi.

Mr. Liebkind glared around the room and fired his gun again to attract attention.

"What are you doing here, Franz?" Max stammered.

"I am varning you! I vill hypnotize ze little old ladies. Soon de whole vorld vill love Hitler!"

"Blurfjoogada!" Leo exclaimed.

"Umph!" Max shouted.

"Guten tag!" Franz squealed, climbing back through the window from which she entered.

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The next day, Max went to confer with the little old ladies in Central Park.

"Do you like Hitler?" he asked them.

The old ladies ignored him, and instead asked, "Would you like to play a game?"

"Maybe, as soon as you answer Bialy's question!"

Lick Me-Bite Me stepped forward slightly from the crowd and pleaded, "Oh please, just one dirty little game?"

Max did not appear pleased. "Just tell Bialy if you like Hitler!" he cooed.

"How about we play the distracted Jew and Hitler?" said Kiss Me-Feel Me.

Not liking this suggestion, Max decided that conferring with the little old ladies was not the way to go.

&&&&&

Later that same day, Franz Liebkind approached the little old ladies with a sock in hand. He seemed to think that this would attract the aging crowd.

"You are getting very sleepy!" he announced, waving the sock before the ladies.

Several of them began to giggle and they followed the movement of the sock. After repeating this several times, Franz began to instruct him.

"You love Hitler," he said in the same dreamy tone. "You are loyal to the Führer."

The ladies repeated in synchronization. "We love Hitler, we are loyal to the Führer."

&&&&&

Back in Max's office, he, Ulla and Leo were installing a stove (so that they could make fondue). Ulla was reading the instructions aloud.

"Number vun; plug ze green cord into ze plugger."

"What?" Leo asked.

"I said, plug ze green cord into ze plugger!" Ulla repeated, more vigorously this time.

"Max, what's the plugger?" asked Leo, turning to Max (who was attempting to find the electrical outlet).

Then, as he inserted the plug into the outlet incorrectly, there was a large explosion which resulted in lots of burned hair. "That was the plugger," said Max.

"Are you finished?"

Max made a sheepish expression, then unsurely replied, "Yes."

Ulla made an ecstatic remark, then moved on to step two. "Number two; grab de really heavy stove and take it out of ze box."

Max and Leo stared at each other for a few seconds, then moved towards the box. After tearing the packaging tape from the openings with Leo's office key, they grabbed the really heavy stove and promptly dropped it on Leo's foot. Leo howled in pain, and Max freaked out and called "911" and told them to get there immediately. The loyal fire department didn't ask questions and arrived there five minutes later to find Leo still howling in pain and clutching the ankle above his foot that was trapped under the really heavy stove.

The fire department exchanged weary glances, then lifted the really heavy stove off of Leo's foot. Someone from the fire department inspected it and came to the conclusion that Leo's foot was broken. Ulla gasped and ran over to comfort Leo. Leo insisted that he could not walk- which he couldn't- and was soon carried off by a person from the fire department with Max and Ulla in hot pursuit.

&&&&&

Max and Ulla leaned worriedly over Leo's bed. Leo was not in pain.

"I'm not in pain," Leo said.

Then Ulla said, "Of course you're in pain."

"Why aren't you in pain? You just got a stove dropped on your foot!" Max exclaimed.

"Actually, you just dropped a stove on my foot," Leo accused nastily.

"Don't accuse me nastily!" Max roared.

"Don't roar at me!" Leo yelped.

"Alright alright, let's not fight," Bialystock grumbled.