 I'm sorry I yelled at you, but... It's all right. Honey, to go on at me about the radio in the middle of a... Well, it wasn't your fault. There was nothing you could do. What does that mean? Did I say it was my fault? I said only about the yelling. It's over, darling. Forget it. What's the matter with them? They must have been doing 110. All they had to do was touch us and end over end like dead. How was that my fault? Was it mine? Yours. Was I...