 What separated them before in terms of gangs, violence, race, the guys were there. Oh, and they were giving me hell. I'm not feeling my character here, Jamal. We need rewrites. Other people are coming up to me. There's a lot of artists in prison. You'd walk by prison cells and people had taught themselves to paint. You'd walk by different cells. People were playing horn, trumpet, saxophone. People started coming up. Why am I not in the play?