As Hans Landa questions Rebecca he strokes a strand of her hair while she turns her head sideways again; Hans also

places his hand on Rebeccas face so he can look at her eye to eye. "My,My what a beautiful complexion you have, so

smooth like my tobacco pouch." he said in a silky tone. "Stop it," Rebecca said in a harsh tone, "Well, well, your niece

is quiet a character." Hans said as he chuckled; "Leave her alone!" Curtis shouted; "No uncle Curtis Colonel Landa needs

to hear what I have to say." Rebecca replied; "Hmmmmm smart and beautiful what a good quality for a young woman,"

Colonel Landa said as he grinned. As Hans stepped away from her he motions one of his men to put Rebecca in a spare

room in order to achieve better results for his interrogation, "Take your hands off me, let me go!" Rebecca shouted. "No don't

hurt her she's a young woman please let her go!" Curtis begged as Landas men held him down to his chair. "Take your hands off

me let me go!" Rebecca shouted. When the nazis released her Rebecca discovers that she is in a master bedroom with a king

sized dark mahogany canopy bed, a master bathroom with a round tub, and a red accent chair that is placed in the corner in

the corner of the bedroom. As Rebecca went for the door she sees Hans blocking her way to freedom in order to prevent an

escape. Trapped and no where to run Rebecca stepped back from Colonel Landa as he came closer and closer till their bodies

touched and Hans was nose to nose with her. "What do you want?" Rebecca asked Landa. "I want information about the bastards

and why you and your uncle are actually here for?" Colonel Landa said with an impatient tone in his voice. I told you... my uncle

and I are delivering medical supplies to military headquarters and I am not part of the so called Bastards!" Rebecca shouted. "Well

if your not going to cooperate with me I'll have to force you to give me what I want." Colonel Landa said as he placed his hands on

Rebeccas shoulders. "Don't touch me," Rebecca said but Hans ignored her.