 I come back to Mr. Cody. I don't think we can do this play, Mr. Cody, because Raisin in the Sun, it's a great black play, but they're women characters. In fact, there's a woman, a matriarch, trying to keep her family together. He hits that press suit, and he looks out on the yard, and he says, don't even worry about it, young blood. Pick out four or five dudes. We'll put a dress on them. No, I don't think that's the answer. I go back, and I write a play, my first play. Mr. Cody gives me my cast. Yeah, it's death and struck.