 Don't tell me where to go. I pay $120 a month. That was off-season. Starting tomorrow, the rates are $12 a day. All right. There you are. I am paid up for today. Now, I'm going to go walk in your bedroom. Stay out of there. Stay out of my room. Watch yourself. Just watch yourself, Oscar. I'm warning you. You want to live here. I don't want to see you. I don't want to hear you. And I don't want to smell your cooking. Now, get this spaghetti off my poker table. Ha!