 Say, McGee, I've been looking all over for you. It's past suppertime. Heavenly days. Why are you digging up the backyard? Just protecting our future, kiddo. The Third National Bank is going busted. What? Where'd you hear this? I got the dope straight from Ole at the Elks Club and rushed right over and drew out all our life savings. Yeah, but, McGee, this may be just a rumor. Rumor my clavicle. You know me better than that.