 I don't know how to begin. I mean to tell you how sorry... Oh, don't tell me anything, darling. Nothing matters except that you're back. That's the spirit, Judith. Oh, your right hand, Bud. It's all bandaged. Oh, that's nothing. I burned it while working in the diner. It's nothing, Mother. Well, folks, it's been a long day for an old man. I guess I'll run along. Right away, Mr. Burrow. You just got here. You'll be seeing plenty of me, Bud. Right now, though, you should want to be getting acquainted with your folks again. I'll see you tomorrow, Dave. Good night. Good night. Good night.