Herr Flick: [to the tune of the Hokey Pokey] You put your right boot
in, you take your right boot out, you do a lot of shouting and you
shake your fists about. You light a little smokie and you burn down
ze town, zat’s vot it’s all about. Ah, Himmler, Himmler, Himmler…
[cut off by telephone]