 But, Jack, didn't you win an Oscar for The Home Blows at Midnight? No, but I was close. They hit me over the head with it. Now, Mr. Goldman, please lend me one of your Oscars. When do you return it? When I'm done with it. When I'm... That's dead. Now, I'll never loan it to you. I thought you'd never get to that line, either. Fine, all right. All right, then. If that's the case, I might as well finish our mystery.