 Is Mr. Crimm threatening me? Now, lady, if you're going to call the cops, call them. You're going to drive me out of my head. Penelope, I know what it is. Mr. Crimm thinks... Of course, Penelope. Give him back his gun. But suppose he shoots it, Grandma. You know how you hate loud noises. Oh, he wouldn't shoot. He needs the gun to give him a sense of security. Isn't that so, Mr. Crimm? Yeah, I...