 Look at old Bob. He's blushing worse than you do. Well, now he knows what it feels like. Warden, all I did was, well, a man does what he can. Old-timer, I saw what you did. We need your kind in the Forest Service, Bob. I want you to join us. How about it? Collins, Ellery, get me out of this. Warden, you remember the fire chief's convention a year ago? Up the city? Of course I remember. The chief of the city department gave us some advice that... Bob. Old-timer...