One of the MP's pushed open the door when Claus sat up and went to unlock it. The two at the door saw that all was what was said it was, but their informer had to have been right. However, the man in the bed was suspicious to them both, covered from head to toe in sheets and blankets. Even his face was covered in bandages, as if to hide something and not just burns gained from the war. That, in and out of itself, with the reports of the wanted men in question running around Tokyo General, was enough to make him want to investigate further.

However, Claus wasn't about to go to one side without a fight, following the MP's when they both walked to Klinger. "Sir, this is a mistake. My brother here, Corporal Hans Schultz, has been wounded. His face is burned horribly. You can't just barge in here and demand to see people that don't exist here."

Sergeant Wellington, who had helped Major Floyd with his questioning of Major Houlihan, smiled. "Sir, there have been reports of fugitives in this room. I have to investigate the lead, no matter how ridiculous you think it is. I can't believe your word that this wounded man is your brother and not either Captain Pierce or Corporal Klinger."

Sergeant Wellington smiled again. We can't have these Germans knowing about us again, can we?

Hawkeye, just outside the window and standing on a thin ledge to the left of it, knew that they were done for and doomed. When that MP saw that Klinger wasn't a wounded soldier and escaping again, he'd be detained. Then, all Claus had to do was reveal him outside, holding onto the thin ledges just outside of the window for his life, and then their quest to clear Margaret of all the murder charges would have been in for vain. They would be captured and imprisoned.

However, Hawkeye heard that Claus wasn't giving up so easily still, which gave him some hope. "Sir, umm – Sergeant, I see, why don't you get Nurse Gale Curtis? She knows this man and can tell you that he was wounded in Korea last week, when a bomb exploded near him. Not only does he have a serious head wound, but his face was also burned. He was at M*A*S*H 8063rd before coming here. Can't you see that?"

The other MP looked to his superior and then to Claus, waiting for his orders. When his superior, the sergeant, nodded, telling him to fetch Nurse Curtis, he ran off. However, Claus had to face his adversary, who was debating whether or not Klinger was truly a wounded man and that Claus was truly his brother. Already, the blue eyes behind the sergeant were telling Claus that he doubted his word, but that if he was calling upon one of the head nurses, then he must be telling the truth somehow.

Even then, that bitch of a head nurse might be lying too. Who knows? Wellington stared at Claus intently, trying to find the truth, but nothing behind the German's own eyes. He was stoic.

Hawkeye, with sore fingers and losing his grip on and off, could not hear any conversation until Winifred's sister came into the room with the MP's companion. Nurse Curtis, when she started speaking, sounded muffled, but as Hawkeye strained his ears to listen, he heard her clearly.

"What is the meaning of this, Sergeant Wellington?" Nurse Curtis demanded quite imperiously. "Corporal Wright here was asked to get me to clear up this mess."

"Ma'am, one of your nurses said that there were fugitives in here," Sergeant Wellington began.

"Which one? Which one of my nurses has been disturbing this hospital?" Nurse Curtis sounded angry and her professionalism was at its height. "Whatever she has been feeding you is false. No men have been seen here at Tokyo General, fitting the description behind the names of Captain Pierce and Corporal Klinger."

"Nurse Curtis, with all due respect to your deceased sister –" Corporal Wright tried soothing the nurse, but the sister of the Winifred Curtis, who had seen and heard the most horrible things already, was not having any of the false sympathy.

"If you want to invoke the name of my dead sister, then do so in another way!" Nurse Curtis' temper increased. "If you want to find her murderers, find them someplace else. Corporal Schultz here has been recovering from his burns and head wound. If you disturb his brother's visiting hours further and insist that he's one of your wanted men, I will talk with your superiors."

"Major Floyd will be told that you're hindering a murder investigation, and the one of your own sister," Sergeant Wellington threatened. "He'll be reporting to your superior."

"And I'm telling you that you're disturbing my patients," Nurse Gale replied, calmer but colder now. "So, leave now or I'll physically throw you out of this building myself. Leave!"

Hawkeye tried to listen to more of the conversation, but Nurse Curtis had thrown the two MP's out and heard the door slam behind them before any of them said anything else, leaving him relieved. However, he almost lost his grip and fell when Claus stuck his head out the window, throwing a hand out in his direction. Hawkeye took it quickly, but slipped as he turned to climb back into the window. Claus, luckily, had a good grip on his hand.

"Come on, Hawkeye," he said, pulling as much as strength behind him as he could. "I got you."

Despite being blinded by bandages, Klinger jumped out of his bed and came to help Claus, seeing through the clear gauze. Squeezing in and taking Hawkeye's other hand below, he helped Claus pull the chief surgeon up while Nurse Curtis pulled the bandages off of Klinger's face.

"Get offa me," Klinger muttered through the bandages as they were yanked off roughly.

"We have no time," Nurse Curtis said as Hawkeye popped through the window and landed on the floor. While Claus and Klinger helped him to his feet, she added, "One of my nurses that helped you here obviously was listening to the MP's and have given them information. At any moment now, they'll be back and you three know that you have to be gone before then."

"But where?" Klinger asked. Then, he looked to Hawkeye. "Are you ok, Sir?"

"As ok as the bird above your head flying south," Hawkeye replied sarcastically. "Nurse Curtis, where are we going to go when we're surrounded by nurses who like to gossip and be vicious to the first man who tried to help another woman?"

"I guess Major Houlihan has a reputation here already," Nurse Curtis replied quickly. "Not too many people have a love of her, since she is usually too professional and Regular Army for most women who like to flirt with the wounded men. She cuts no other nurse any slack. She was also so strict the last time that she was here that most of the nurses here purposely disobeyed to start an argument with her."

"So, when the nurses hear of her being accused of murdering Gale Curtis' sister here, they won't look too kindly on the people who are trying to help her," Claus added sadly. "Even if my wife was considered to be lewd, the person who was accused that was not loved in the first place has no friend amongst her species."

"And we are a nasty species." Nurse Curtis sighed. "Some of the nurses know about the tunnels underneath the first floor, but not all of them do. Now, if I can get Corporal Klinger to be a wounded man again and Captain Pierce here to be disguised as another doctor, to that supply room and down the ladder, then we'd be fine and you three would be safe. You two can escape to your hotel with Claus here and settle down for the night. I'll meet with you later tonight, if I can hold these MP's off."

"I don't like that idea," Hawkeye immediately stated. "There has to be a different way out of here other than handcuffs."

"I'm afraid, Sir, that that's the only way we can get out safely," Klinger offered. "I'm not looking forward to soiling this dress anymore than necessary, but –"

"We still don't have time, you three." Nurse Curtis crossed her arms in frustration, repeating her warnings. "The plans stay. Those two goons will be back here any moment now to arrest you two." She pointed to Hawkeye and Klinger. "And then, they'll arrest you and accuse you of murder." She then pointed to Claus. "And then, they'll get you and that's only because you might be linked to your wife's death. Already, you've been accused of being a Nazi. Whether it's true or not, I don't care, but people like you aren't welcome here. You all need to get out of here."

Klinger picked up the abandoned pieces of bandage off of the floor. "Does that mean that I need to wear this stuff again?" he asked, sounding pitiful. "It almost feels like wax."

"As if you need all of that hair," Claus commented. "Let's get you wrapped up again, Klinger, and get out of here."

"Hey, hey, we forgot something here," Hawkeye said. "I can disguise myself easily in my profession as a doctor, but my face is known around these parts. Is there any way that I can get out of this town with that black mask?"

"Hmmm…" Nurse Curtis rubbed her chin, thinking about the problem. "We might have to take that risk. We could cover you up like Klinger here, but that's a tall order and I need some more bandages. Claus here can be fetched for that, but he might also run into those MP's again."

Hawkeye looked out the window, also thinking. He then walked over to it, thinking as he saw a few fire escapes and a gutter line running down to his right and below. Then, he had an idea.

That might be our only way out. We don't have much of a choice here. We'll be caught anywhere we go.

"Hawkeye, you can't be serious?" Klinger wiped his forehead, full of beady sweat drops, seeing where Hawkeye's eyes were going. "You know that we all can't balance that well on the window ledges. My high heels alone can't hold onto the stone walls well."

"I don't think we can all fit down that gutter line," Hawkeye observed. "However, with the good amount of sheets in here, we can all climb down and escape to the hotel. It looks like we're in the back of the hospital."

"More towards one side," Nurse Curtis revealed as she, too, walked over to the window, seeing what Hawkeye was talking about. Then, pointing to the left, she added, "If you do down that way, there's an alleyway. It leads to the other side of the street, but at least you have a better chance to get away from the MP's than going through the tunnel system. You are right."

"Not to mention, it'll save me from cave-ins," Hawkeye muttered inaudibly, walking away from the window and going towards the bed, eying the sheets. "Now, who else can tie knots?"