 Oh, I'm wishing I had one of them fornace me this minute and I'd beat him with my fist till he'd be a bloody corpse. I'm wishing the whole lot of them was roasting hell till judgment day and yourself along with them. But you're as bad as they are. Matt. Well, you've had your say. Now you better beat it. And what will you be doing? What difference does it make to you? I'm asking you.