 Every time I go out, I expect some dick to trail me back to this hideout. Suppose you let me do the worrying. Sure, sure. I was only talking. Have you been having any more of those attacks lately? I'm okay. Stop talking about it. It's bad enough without having to be reminded about it. I don't want to hear... Hey, what's that? What, Duke? That buzzing sound. Keeps growing louder and louder.