The following is based off of the 1964 film, The Train.

Paris, August 2nd, 1944. 1511th day of German occupation.

German Ponies: *Guarding a museum*
Other German Ponies: *Arriving in a staff car between two motorcycles. They stop at the museum*
German Pony: Achtung.
Driver: *Gets out of the car, and opens the back right door*
Colonel Von Waldheim: *Steps out of the car wearing a jacket, and a hat. He salutes his soldiers, and walks into the museum*

Inside the museum were lots of paintings. This was an art museum.

Colonel Von Waldheim: *Puts his jacket, and hat onto a coat hanger. He slowly walks around the museum. Stopping between several paintings, he walks slowly again towards a light switch. He stops to turn the light on that focuses on a painting hanging on the wall.*

Another light turns on, this one being turned on by a mare, the owner of the museum. Her name was Miss. Villard.

Miss. Villard: *Walks next to the Colonel, and looks at the painting with him* It was in the Clouet collection, wasn't it?
Colonel Von Waldheim: It was. Do you like it?
Miss. Villard: Need you ask?
Colonel Von Waldheim: *Walks to the left, away from her, and towards more paintings. He turns on more lights, focused on more paintings* This is degenerate art you know. As a loyal officer of the 3rd Reich, I should protest it. *Walks towards Miss. Villard slowly* I often wonder at the curious conceit that would attempt to determine haste, and ideas, by degree. *Stops walking*
Miss. Villard: Many times over the past four years, I wanted to thank you. For saving all of this. Protecting it.
Colonel Von Waldheim: Do you feel free to thank me now, because, the liberation of Paris is so close?
Miss. Villard: Perhaps.
Colonel Von Waldheim: It's not necessary. *Walks passing her*
Miss. Villard: I could have been sent away. Someone else could take my place, and be in charge of the museum.
Colonel Von Waldheim: *Looking at more paintings, but turns around to look at her* Perhaps, I should thank you.
Miss Villard: I was foolish. *Slowly walks towards the Colonel* I knew of books being burned, other things... I was terrified that these would be lost.
Colonel Von Waldheim: A book is worth a few francs; we Germans can afford to destroy those. We all may not appreciate artistic merit, but cash value is another matter.
Miss Villard: You won't convince me that you're cynical. I know what these paintings mean to you.
Colonel Von Waldheim: You are a perceptive mare.

The door is heard opening. Schmidt, a Captain, enters with several other soldiers, and salutes Von Waldheim.

Colonel Von Waldheim: We're removing the paintings. Pack them carefully.
Miss Villard: Where are you taking them?!
Colonel Von Waldheim: To a safe place.
Miss Villard: But no place is as safe as Paris! This city is declared open, it won't be bombed or shelled.
Colonel Von Waldheim: Captain.
Schmidt: *Walks to the Colonel*
Colonel Von Waldheim: I want these paintings packed safely, and on the station platform by tomorrow morning to be loaded onto the train.

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German Ponies: *Working downstairs in the museum, packing the paintings*

STH/AM6663 Present

Double Scoop as Labiche in...

The Train

Also starring Donovan as Colonel Von Waldheim

And Sindy Cahill as Miss. Villard

German Ponies: *Putting thick plastic around the paintings, then carrying them to another room*
Miss. Villard: *Watching the Germans work on getting the paintings out of her museum*
German Ponies: *Placing a painting surrounded in thick plastic into a box. Then they put paper over the painting, and close the box*
Painter: *Puts two signs on the box. One has the number 2 on it, and the other has the word Gauguin on it*
German Ponies: *Nailing the lid into place*

The artist's last names of the paintings that were being stolen were painted onto other boxes. Renoir, Van Gogh, Manet, Picasso, Degas, Miro, Cezanne, Watisse, Braque, Seurat, and Utrillo. By morning, every painting was gone. Miss. Villard was staring at her empty museum.

2 B Continued