 Well, I must confess now that when Marsha suddenly whispered in my ear, I'm getting up and going over there. And as we're seated all right through the middle of the damn thing, I almost croaked. Well, probably. If that guy got your address, he'll probably... There'll probably be some of them prowling around out there tonight. You really think this thing should check? Maybe I ought to go home. You better get rid of that damn tape. You better put it somewhere if you want to keep it. To most, the Klan is an honorable part of the past.