 Stand back, Calamity. All right, three-finger. Clear out of here, you big bum, you. That did it. That means fight. Okay, put your hands up. You heard me. Put your hands up. Okay, they're up. Don't you ever clean those three nails? Look out, Jedi. He's reaching for his gun. Now, wait a minute. Let's be fair and square about this. I'll count three, and then we'll draw. Are you ready? Ready. One, two. Uh-oh. Uh-oh. Uh-oh. My gun's stuck in the holster. Sorry, Jedi. I can't wait no longer. No. Shoot me.