FREY SHRUGGED his broad shoulders, gestured helplessly with spread hands, palms upturned. His face was white and drawn; his eyes, streaked with red, held a weary expression. He said flatly:<br />&ldquo;She wouldn&rsquo;t scream like that. She&rsquo;s been shot in the stomach&mdash; she wouldn&rsquo;t scream like that.&rdquo;<br />Ernst Reiner smiled in his superior manner, said something thickly in German, then spoke slowly in English. His tone was low; his words held a precise dignity.<br />&ldquo;I use realism to get effects. If she does not scream&mdash; I lose an effect. She is shot in the belly, and she screams.&rdquo;<br />Howard Frey bowed mockingly. &ldquo;It&rsquo;s your picture,&rdquo; he said. &ldquo;She gets shot in the stomach, and she screams.&rdquo;