 I try to work, and you talk. I take a bath, and you talk. I go to sleep, and you talk. We've got your life arranged pretty good, but I'm still looking for a little entertainment. What are you saying? Did I talk too much? No, no, I'm not complaining. You have a lot to say. What's worrying me is that I'm beginning to listen. Oscar, I told you a hundred times, just tell me to shut up. I'm not sensitive. I don't think you're getting my point. For a husky man, I think I've spent enough evenings discussing tomorrow's menu.