 My grandson. Now, wait a minute. I don't know, Jethro. You just got through claiming you didn't even have a daughter. Confounded, Marshal. You're trying to put words in my mouth. Of course I got a daughter. And a grandson. And as fine a boy as you could ask for. Well... What? Well, I'd... I'd be much obliged to you if we could shake hands and kind of forget about things. Well...