 It ain't nothing. Ain't loaded, anyway. That ain't telling me why you got it. Well, I'm old fool. I got it when I go ashore first. I think then it's all fault of that Irish fella. Say, you're crazier than I thought. I never dreamt you'd go that far. No, I don't. I got better sense right away. I don't never buy bullets, even. It ain't his fault, I know. Well, I'll take care of this for a while, loaded or not.