 The cat was sweating bullets, and he was just running around shaking hands and acting like he's a roadrunner, a roadrunner cartoon. And when he finally got up there and he started talking, you could tell he was jazzed out of his frickin' gourd. He probably had that drug that the Nazis were giving their soldiers out on the battlefield in Operation Barbarossa. Yeah, I think, what do they call it, methadrine? Yeah, I think that's it. Yeah, yeah. That's what he should have said!