 But don't move your arm until... Don't get up, Mr. Crimm. Penelope has your gun. You tricked me. You suckered me right into a trap. Why, you poor dear. You're just trembling with fright. I'm going to make you a cup of herb tea to settle your nerves. Now, look, you're not going to get away with this. I've got friends. If I don't get across the river, they'll come looking for me and... Penelope...