“Yes, the wardrobe. It will probably be the object of our first and last fight. I'll say: 'Let's throw it out.' You'll say: 'It must stay.' I'll say: 'Choose between it and me.' You'll say: 'At once. Frank and Schrank, they rhyme. I choose the wardrobe.' 'Good,' I'll say, and slowly descend the stairs (which?) and - if I haven't found the Danube canal, I'll still be alive today.”