 You want to call a couple of your pack rats to hold you down? I ain't gonna need nobody to hold me down. Go ahead, Doc. Get that gun out of my way, Cantrell. I ain't moving this. I ain't taking no chances. I'm going to have to probe within a half inch of Oliver's heart. Jet, you wouldn't want me nervous, would you? Move back, Cantrell. That's better. All right, here we go.