 Did you see that McAfee's puss when I told him I was sitting in the club all the time? And how quickly he backed down when we started rattling off the names of the witnesses who saw you in the club. Yeah. Whitman. What do you call this? What? You got your old clothes on. Clothes you had on when we picked you up. You could have been taking yourself a quick run out, Potter Whitman. That's exactly what I'm taking, Mr. Yeager.