 What are you talking about? Bones break up and it smashes like a piece of ripe fruit. And the face never looks like a face anymore. Your face is very pretty the way it is now. Stop that. Stop talking like that. And another thing, we're not very high up here, you know, and it's about an even chance you'll go on living with your face all smashed up. Stop it. I won't listen to you. Stop saying those things. I don't know, Jimmy. It's 50-50. Miss Lane, if you'll step down off that parapet and trust me.