 I've heard quite a bit about you, Briggs. You want to take your fresh stuff home? But I don't really believe what they say. Look, lady, the warden needles me enough. I don't have to take it from you, too, see? Well, I don't know what you mean. You want your fresh laundry, don't you? In a minute. I just want you to know that I'm interested in your case, Bucky. So is your husband. Get your laundry now. All right.