 It's open. Hey, what goes on here? Nothing, Mike, nothing. Put up your hands, both of you. Now, Mike. I'm taking no chances. Mike, you're acting silly. Handbag, Mrs. Bagley. You've known us for a long time, Mike. Well. We wouldn't do anything wrong. Nothing except. You stabbed me. I stabbed you. You can't kill me. You can't. Where's my gun? Stop. Stop.