Herbert Grönemeyer

Captain: Phillip, the old bunch is gone. Look at these new heroes. All wind and smoke. Just big mouths.

Thomsen: Yeah, yeah. They keep together, balls in hand. And the belief in our Führer in their eyes.

Captain: They will know in time.

Captain: Not bad in here, is it? No mail, no telephone. Solid wood paneling. Well-ventilated boat. Free food, too. "Rolling in clover" we are.

Der Leitende: ...Like fresh horse-droppings. They're "Rolling in clover" as well. They have no need to make a living. They're even allowed to smoke.