 Go away. You bother me. Now, now, Abner, I... Say, what's gotten into you, Mr. Sykes? Lois. You're the one man who can tell us what's going on here. I tell you, I don't know nothing. Look, Lois, I think we'd better run along. Look, Clark, what's gotten into you? Well, I'm sorry, Miss Lane. You and Mr. Kent got to let me alone. I'm a sick man. Can't stand questioning.