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Hogan's Heroes Deleted Scene: Season 1 Ep 9Hogan's Heroes
"GO LIGHT ON THE HEAVY WATER"
Season 1 Episode 9
INSIDE BARRACKS- NIGHT
Hogan and the gang plan to prank Klink and Schultz into believing that the "heavy water" really rejuvenates and gives instant hair renewal. Hogan uses this as a diversion to get the deliveries of "heavy water" right to Stalag 13 and blow them up.
Alright guys, we gotta act fast so we won't wake the Kommandant. I hear he's quite the tosser and talks in his sleep. (Turns to window to look at Schultz sleeping on guard duty) Eh, Schultz is nothing to worry about. He can probably sleep through an air raid. Now, we just need 2 people that are light on their feet. (Eyes Lebeau and Newkirk while holding 2 long-haired wigs)
Hey! Just 'cuz I'm the shortest of the bunch doesn't mean I wanna go sneak into some kraut's bedroom to stick a mop on his head.
(teasing) Well, they don't call you 'cockroach'
may as well buy another packcollapse, and breathe into the carpet:
sunday mornings are not
for falling apart, but damn
the amphorics, this
is not an atmosphere.
you fell in love like you always
wish you didn't, made all their
smiles replaceable, interchangeable,
fell asleep with shadows and kept
drinking, just letting yourself sleep
with blue pills
and tried not to scream.
(keep this image in your head:
fire and nectarines, a sudden jerk
of realization, inspiration
breaking your neck and leaving you forever
breaking bones is not so different
from breaking hearts - it's all about
the leverage, the angle, the mode
(and at least it wasn't personal;
it can color in your own guilt
for starting lines and never ending
The Panic Room (A Supernatural One-Shot)“Dean…? Dean?”
The name felt like lead on Sam’s tongue, so thick and heavy that he wasn’t sure if the syllable had actually made it past his lips.
The only reason he was aware of something cutting into his neck was the trail of red that was marking a small pathway against the stark fabric of his shirt. The dark suit and tie that usually accompanied the white-collared look were missing, but he couldn’t remember why.
His brother’s name seemed to drop soundlessly into the dark space before him. Everything felt heavy. Dull. Maybe he was dreaming.
But dreams shouldn’t smell of dust and abandonment. They shouldn’t be framed by cobwebs and wallpaper so aged that their floral design has faded into funeral bouquets. They shouldn’t have flickering candlelight and robed figures looking down on you.
No, dreams shouldn’t be like that.
But Winchesters don’t have dreams. They have nightmares. Sam smile
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