 I thought Mr. Harrell might still be at home, worrying about his car, maybe. Bogan, what... Oh, Craig. We'll go inside. Now, look here. I've got Bogan's gun. All right. What do you want? Your car's in a bad way. That crash? Yeah, I'm a careless driver. Was Bogan hurt? He lived. I'm going to call a doctor for him. No. Now, look here. This is perfectly... You're nervous.