 But you see, we knew our job was on the line too. God had instructed us to deliver those one million signatures to the Supreme Court justices, and we knew we couldn't do it in handcuffs behind bars in the local Washington, D.C. jail. So the police officers and the security officers took a few steps away from us and started discussing among themselves who was going to do the arresting. It turned into a heated argument. And while they kept talking, we kept walking. We went on up the steps of the Supreme Court.