 Well, is that trunk ready yet? Yes, young man, here it is. Are you happy? Trunks, trunks, trunks. My whole life is nothing but trunks. Do you ask me if I'm happy? Gee, I just asked. Never saw anybody so high strung. Your cab's here, boss. Okay, now don't forget, Rochester. Shut off the milk, stop the paper, water the flowers, put sheets all over the furniture, take Carmichael and Trudy to the pet shop, and be at the station in an hour. In an hour? Yes. Boss, I couldn't do all that if I was the whole Johnson choir.