 The void in him was growing bigger. And I alone could tell it. Well, Phyllis, you lucky girl. Now make good use of these next two weeks. Put the roses back in your cheeks. Oh, thank you, Mr. Whalen. I didn't know you cared. And you, Mitchell, forget the bank. Yes, sir. You're sure that... Oh, positive, Mitchell. I give you permission to forget the bank. Thank you.