 They looked everywhere. I'm telling you, he's missing. Wait a minute. No one is missing for one day. That's right. You gotta be missing for 48 hours before you're missing. Worst is, he could be lost. Oh, how could he be lost? He's 44 years old and lives on West End Avenue. What's the matter with you? Maybe he had an accident. No, they would have heard. If he's laying in a gutter somewhere, who would know who he is? He's got 92 credit cards in his wallet. The minute something happens to him, America lights up. Maybe he went to a movie.