Ecstatic over the total annihilation of the Earth, Dr. Strangelove "resurrects" himself, miraculously regaining his ability to walk. His mechanical, robot-like body rises out of his wheelchair, crying exultantly: "Sir! I have a plan. Heh." (He realizes he is standing up.) "Mein Fuehrer, I can walk!"
I feel ghostly unreal until I become somebody else again on the screen.
To see me as a person on screen would be one of the dullest experiences you could ever wish to experience.
