 Where's Watson? Right here. It's okay, baby. He didn't get me. I had the barrel of the gun. Good Lord. Got him. And the chest. You couldn't have done that. You couldn't have. Outside, Betty. See if you can find another phone. Call the police again. And this time, tell them to bring an ambulance. But you couldn't have done it. It was all plotted. Graphed and worked out in detail.