My good man, did you see the lady's legs?

My good man, did you see the lady's legs?

I, uh, what?

The legs! Slim like those of a gazelle.

I'm sure she wouldn't be against a little joyride. If you know what I mean.

What are you talking about?

What do you mean?

We are a decent house.

My name is Schwarz. I am the property manager here. And who are you?

Peter Pranger is my name. I have just moved into apartment number [var=dialogue.apartmentnumber].

Tell me, if you're the janitor here, you know people well, don't you?

I know the people in the house, yes. And whoever I haven't met yet, I will talk to. Why?

Then surely you can tell me if there are young and single ... open-minded ... ladies.

I beg your pardon!

Find out for yourself!

Goodbye.

And I am married.

And happily, I suppose. I get it, Schwarz.

Good day, are -

Property manager. There is a difference. A janitor ... oh, never mind.

I have to ask very nicely. Is this how you talk about women?

I'm afraid I'm not quite sure what you're trying to tell me.

Mr. Pranger, I must beg your pardon! This is a decent establishment, not a ... whatever you think this is.

Mr. Pranger, you really have to find that out for yourself. I will not support you in this.