 Oh, you want to suffer, or do you want me to rub your stupid neck? Okay, easy, easy. Relax, damn it, relax. Don't yell at me. Oh, what should I do? Tell me nicely. Think of warm jello. Isn't that terrible? I can't do it. I can't relax. I sleep in one position all night. Francis says when I die on my tombstone, it's going to say, here stands Felix Unger.