 To Earth. To Earth. Earth. May she never be a stranger to man again. Hathaway, what is it? Nothing really. It's just a rather sharp pain in the chest. I think you should lie down, Doctor. Yes. Perhaps you're right. Let me help you. No, no, no. John and Susan will help. Of course, Father. Why don't you gentlemen go out on the porch, enjoy the air? I'll see you all in the morning. Good night, Doctor. Good night.