 The problem is, as I'm tearing it, my hands get sweaty, and then they slip, and... I tear the paper almost in two. See? Third one today. Yeah, yeah, that's too bad, Maury. Listen, I need... What I really need is a pair of scissors. Maury, okay, look, I need... Yeah, I know, you're not supposed to use scissors. No, Maury, I need... But I got no choice, man. Maury! What? Could I have one of those poster papers, please? Oh, sure, help yourself. Okay.