Frau Linkmeyer and Colonel Klink are enjoying a quiet day in the kommandantur. Suddenly there's a knock on the door. Colonel Klink goes to answer the door.

"Pardon me, Herr Kommandant. Your mother's next door neighbour is here to talk to you." Sargeant Schultz tells Colonel Klink.

"Mama's neighbour? What is she doing here?" Wilhelm Klink asks confusedly. He knows he hasn't seen his mama for a while, but that shouldn't warrant a visit from her neighbour.

"I don't know. She wouldn't tell me, but it sounds very serious." Schultz says honestly.

"Let her come in then, Schultz. It must be important if she came all this way." Colonel Klink leaves the door to the kommandantur open. A tiny little old lady comes toddling into the room. "Frau Klein, how can I help you?"

"Little Wili Klink! Look at you, a Colonel now! Sit down. I have something to tell you and you won't be happy about it." Frau Klein says gently.

Wilhelm sits down and looks up at Frau Klein expectantly. Frau Linkmeyer moves closer to Wilhelm and holds his hand. Somehow she is expecting bad news and he isn't.

"Wili, your mama died early yesterday. I found her when I went over to have coffee with her." Frau Klein says honestly. She cups Wilhelm's cheek with her palm.

"Oh no, she died by herself. That was my biggest fear with the career I chose." Wilhelm can feel his eyes watering, but he's determined not to cry in front of Gertrude. He squeezes her hand tightly. "I didn't want her to be alone."

"I'm so sorry, liebchin. Do you need to go home to Dusseldorf?" Gertrude asks gently.

"Yes, I do need to go back to Dusseldorf. I'm the oldest so I'll have to deal with the legal aspect of this. Will you come with me?" Wilhelm asks Gertrude.

"Of course I'll come with you, liebchin. I'd never leave you to deal with all of this on your own." Gertrude says gently.