Meanwhile, somewhere in Berlin, lies a very big mansion, closer to a palace. The family plate on the main gate reads:- "The Schneider Estate". A quite beautiful young lady, in her late teenage years, is talking on the phone in her bedroom.
Marie: "Yes, I know, I love you too, but you know my brother better than I do!"
Gino: "Yes, that is for sure! He tried to crack my face open once, not by the ball but by his bare foot!"
Marie: "Oh Gino! What are we going to do? I can't live without you!"
Gino: "I'm leaving for Rome after a couple of days. I'm ready to propose to you, but what would Karl say?!"
In a sudden moment, The Kaiser barges violently into the room.
Karl <angrily>: "How many times have I told you Marie? Stop talking with that silly red-headed buffoon!"
Gino: "Uh...I have to go now! Talk to you later! Bye! <CLICK>"
Marie: "No Gino don't!! GINO?!?!"
Karl: "Ah, it's for the better, he realized his limits, at last!!"
Marie: "But I love him Karl! I really..."
Karl <shout>: "SILENCE!!"
Marie <frightened>: "Yes, my brother..."
Karl: "I will never allow this to happen, you hear?? NEVER!!"
Marie <crying>: "Yes...<sniff>..."
He saw her weeping, which somewhat broke his heart.
Karl: "<sigh>, Listen Marie. Just because this guy saved your life once doesn't mean that he's a good soul! I know him inside out! The guy is a DRUNK!! I don't want no drunk dude for my dear sister! I care about you and your future Marie, and I don't want you to take the wrong decisions!"
Marie: "But people change Karl...I'm sure about his love towards me!"
Karl <pondering>: "Ok, look. He can meet with me after a week from now so we could discuss this matter like men, what do you say?"
Marie <surprised>: "Really?!?! You mean it?!"
Karl<regretting>: "Yes, I *unfortunately* do!"
Marie <very happy>: "Oh Karl! I love you so much!!"
She hops into Schneider's arms, giving him a bone crushing bear hug.
Karln <struggling for air>: "All right all right! Stop that will you??"
Karl descends down the stairs, only to see his butler, Rommel, right in front of him.
Rommel: "Guten tag, herr Schneider..."
Karl:"Hello Rommel, what's wrong?"
Rommel:"You have a long-distance call waitng for you, sir..."
Karl:"Oh? Whom is it from?"
Rommel:"I believe it is from a man called, Van Heimer?"
Karl:"WHAT?? All the way from the Netherlands?! It must be something important! Divert the call to my room, will you Rommel? As fast as you could, please!"
Rommel:"Certainly, sir..."
Karl runs upstairs again and goes straight to his room, locking the door behind him. He picks up the phone like a Quick Draw on a gun.
Karl:"Toby! How are you man? Long time no hear! How's my dear cousin Klaus doing?"
Van Heimer:"That's what I've been trying to tell you since this morning! Schmitt is in a comma!"
Karl<gasp>:"WHAT?!?!?!"
Van Heimer:"Yeah, you've heard me right!"
Karl:"How bad is it?! Tell me!!"
Van Heimer:"It's bad, very bad. Severe, in fact! That's what the doctors have told me. He might stay this way for like...A good 5 years, maybe!
Karl:"How did this all happen Toby? Don't forget any details!"
Van Heimer:"It's simple. We were playing a 14 against 1 match with an Arab. This pesky Arab is the reason of Schmitt's condition."
Karl:"Why? What did he do?"
Van Heimer:"He broke Schmitt's nose with his shot. Schmitt fell on the ground like a dead fish!"
Karl paused for a minute. Then he started breaking off into hysterical laughter.
Van Heimer: "Whah...What's the matter?"
Karl <laughing hard>: "Did you seriously believe that I would buy this story so easily? Heh! And the fact that you're making a long-distance call! What a sick joke!"
Van Heimer: "I don't understand! Please explain to me Schneider!"
Karl: "My Fire Shot used to bounce off Schmitt's face like a ping pong ball! What the hell are you talking about?"
Van Heimer: "LISTEN TO ME WILL YOU?! AN ARAB SHOT THE BALL TOWARDS YOUR COUSIN. IT CRUSHED HIS FACE INWARD AND GOT HIM INTO A SEVERE COMA! NOW! IS THAT LOUD ENOUGH?!?!"
Karl <stopped laughing>: "You sound serious!"
Van Heimer: "What do you think man, honestly?!"
Karl: "I think you really mean it!"
Van Heimer: "Ugh! Great!!"
Karl: "Ok, I will begin an info search regarding our Arabian collegue here to find out as much about him as possible. In the meantime I'll arrange a heliocopter to fly off to the Netherlands..."
Van Heimer: "Cool! I'll be waiting for you at the National Airport."
Karl: "Thank you, Toby, for speaking with me for this long, I must've raised your phone bills quite dramatically now."
Van Heimer: "What are you talking about?"
Karl: "You mean your call is Free?"
Van Heimer: "Yup!"
Karl: "How come??"
Van Heimer: "It's a collect call!"
Karl: "GRRRRRRR....ROOOOOOOOOOOMMEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEL!!!!"