Hitler: (on the phone, sotto voce) "Look, it's off. The war, you idiot, that's what's off! The whole damn war is off. I know what I said, but she went through the roof when I told her about it. Says I spend too much time at work as it is, and she at least wants me home at nights. Says the kids need their father around more. I don't know. I. Just. Don't. Know. Look, shut up, would you, and stop laughing. Maybe..maybe if I take her to the damn flower show, and dinner afterwards, I can sweet-talk her into letting me invade France. Maybe I can sell her on how swell it would be to have the French Riviera as our own private vacation spot. Russia's gonna be a tougher sell, that's for damn sure. What can you do? I'll tell you what you can do, you can babysit my kids that weekend, that's what you can do! Christ, what a mess! I bet Stalin doesn't have these problems."