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- Hey, what's with the guard?
- Why not?

You seen what the price of gold is
these days?

Not this gold.

So it's radioactive.

It's still valuable.

Well, I'm gonna
tell you one thing, Fisher:

| wouldn't touch that gold

if | had a lead wallet.

Thanks.

Makes you nervous, I'll drive.

You got yourself a deal.
Just do me one favour, okay?

You gotta drive real slow.

Just going back to Transportation.

| know. That's two and a half miles.

I'll take it real slow.

What's the problem, officer?

| sure wasn't speeding.

No, but you're dragging sparks.

Maybe you got
a busted exhaust pipe.

You better take a look.

Come on.

Get out.

You guys gotta be crazy.

Inside.

Vic, you hit him too hard.

Sure, Charlie, sure. Get his legs.

Come on! Go!

Come on, Charlie, get a move on.

What, is something wrong?
We're behind schedule?

No, nothing's wrong.

I'm just hungry.

Oh, hallelujah.

About time.

- You all right?
- Oh, my head.

We're near a highway. | can hear it.

We'll catch a ride.

- Okay?
- Okay.

You all right, Fisher?

You all right?

Fisher, you all right?

Fisher? Fisher?

You all right? You all right, Fisher?

Fisher?

Could you
give us a hand over here, please?

You know, Penny, I'm sorry to say
you're holding out on us.

lam not.

Look, if there was word one
on the street

about who roughed up Vera,
| would lay it on you, man.

Honest.

Nope, | had you pegged wrong.

Mike, | swear, | just don't know.

Besides, the papers said that Reeves
was in charge of assault investigations.

Well, I'm just trying
to help out a friend.

Thought you might do the same.

Well, it was a good try.

Yeah. Nothing ventured...

Hey, what are you doing?

- He had the right of way, buddy boy.
- He was going too fast.

Radioactive material.

Maybe it's a hot truck.

You're bad.
You are bad this morning.

Really bad.

Is the ambulance on the way,
sergeant?

Okay.

Okay.

Right. There were three of them

- involved in the hijacking.
- Good.

The truck carries
radioactive material,

belongs to
California Northern University

and is so labelled.

Its direction is unknown.

Subject vehicle was hijacked
from the Cal Northern campus

at 0710 hours.

Inspectors 81 to headquarters.

Possible hijacked vehicle observed
going east

on Marina at Buchanan.

We're in pursuit.

Oh, a half a million dollars, man.

Hey, Lew,
there's your hamburger franchise.

Cheeseburger.

Not until Eddie lays his hands on it.

- And I'm ready as soon as it's safe.
- Hey.

Muscles. Give me a hand, will you?
Come on.

- Oh, man.
- Hey, Lew.

You bring your truss?

- Would you--?
- Come on, man.

Hey, wait a minute.

All right, bring it in here.

All right, Eddie, all yours.

Well, any of you guys ever been
in a foundry?

- No.
- No.

Well, we own one now,
I'm telling you.

Yeah, but wait a second,
what's all this stuff costing us?

Oh, don't worry about it.
It's all coming out of your share.

- Vic, you got the planchet?
- Oh, yeah, yeah.

A what?

It's a planchet.

It's a slug.

They stamp a coin on it.

You know what kind of coin?

Twenty-four-carat gold, baby.

Yep.

You know how many of these
he has to make?

Five thousand.

Five thousand. Every one
twenty-four carats.

| don't understand.

You guys are--

You're with City Homicide.

What does that have to do
with hijacking a truck?

Well, the felony occurred
in Marin County

and your partner died here
as a direct result,

so that makes the hijackers
murderers.

That puts them in our laps.

Does this look like him?

| don't know, you know.

Wearing these glasses
and the hats and all,

- | can't say for sure.
- Joe,

concentrate on the third guy.
The guy that drove off with the truck.

Oh, lieutenant, that guy's just a blur.
| mean, it all happened so fast.

Tall or short?

| remember he was tall.

He was over 6 feet anyway.

The colour of his hair, light or dark?

He was wearing a hat just like mine.

How old was he?

Well, he's old,
somewhere, you know, around 40.

Listen, I'd really like
to help you tag these guys,

but the first two
looked like just ordinary campus cops.

And the other guy,
he could have been working for us.

Vic, what do you say?
When do | start, huh?

How about 11:00 tomorrow morning?
The gold will be safe then.

Tomorrow morning?

That's pretty quick, isn't it?

What's going on here?
We went through this, didn't we?

Yeah, but | don't know much
about this stuff.

Hey, now, wait a minute, look,
we all heard this.

| heard it.

Charlie heard it. Lew heard it.

We were playing cards.
Les Slauson said it.

He said that this gold is safe.

After 2.7 days,
you can handle it for half a day.

And it's already been in the car
for two days

and it's cooled off,
so there's no risk.

Gee, | hope you guys are right
about the time.

This radioactive jazz,

we never had nothing like this
out in the foundry at Quentin.

You know what's involved here?

It's $500,000.

Five hundred thousand.

Thanks a lot. We'll keep in touch.

- John, thanks.
- Okay.

Now here comes Olsen.

Along with the guys
from the nuclear science lab.

Been keeping up on your physics?

Are you kidding? | barely got past
that guy who dropped the apple.

Lieutenant Stone
and Inspector Keller,

this is Professor William Mason
of California Northern University

and this is his aide, Les Slauson.

Hi.

You fellas got here pretty fast.

Well, we can move pretty fast
when there's an emergency.

- Emergency?
- Mike, can we use your office?

Sure. Come in.

- Take my chair.
- Oh, thank you.

Professor Mason,
why don't you spell it out for them

the way you and Slauson did
for me just now?

Well, our university operates
a research and training reactor

in collaboration
with the government

and recently,
we've been experimenting with gold

as part of the reactor shield.

After a while,
the gold becomes radioactive,

so we steam-clean the reactor,
replace the filters,

and then ship that hot gold
to a federal installation.

That's where you dump it.

Oh, not at all. We--

After a cooling period of two months,
we can use it again.

Does that mean the gold is dangerous
for two months?

Only to prolonged exposure.

Its peak toxicity period makes
a rapid drop in 2.7 days.

After that, limited exposure--
Say as much as, oh, four or five hours.

--is relatively safe.

Gentlemen, I'm afraid
it's much more serious than that.

That was not a routine shipment.

The gold that was stolen
was mixed with uranium.

Now, this requires
a highly sophisticated centrifuge

to separate it
so that it can be recycled.

And that's where it was headed.

Wait a minute now.

Uranium.

That stays active for years,
doesn't it?

Try centuries.

That's right. In its present stage,
it could be thousands of years.

By any chance, would the hijackers
know what they got?

I'm sure they realise that they're
dealing with radioactive material.

I'm also sure
they don't know how lethal.

Then we better keep it quiet.

Rudy, can we put clamps
on the press?

Because if they know what they've got
and can't use,

they're gonna dump it

and they're not gonna tell us where.

- Will the government cooperate?
- Oh, yes.

I'll give them a call. Of course,
they've already been on it.

They asked me to come here
and explain the situation to you.

Well, you know,
our PIO has already released the story.

Only as far as that the gold
is radioactive.

- He didn't indicate how deadly.
- Right.

But we've got to believe
that they think

the worst of the radioactivity
is over within--

- What did you say?
- Two-point-seven days.

And if they're aware of the normal
cooling period at our school,

which is approximately 48 hours,

that would be tomorrow morning.

Well, that doesn't give us much time,
does it?

Charlie.

Charlie, come on.

It's just another Wednesday-night
poker game.

Vic, it's not another poker game.

It's the Wednesday
we stole over half a million dollars

in government gold.

Now, listen. Nothing's different.
Nothing has changed.

Tomorrow, | go to work.

You sell a tract house.

Lew sells some hamburgers.

Nobody suspects.
Nothing's different.

Come on, you get a couple of beers.
You'll feel better.

Come on.

Come on.

When the saints come marching in

Gordy, you never have mustard.
| don't like that.

| Knew | forgot mustard.
You're right.

- Hi, Vic, Charlie.
- Hey, Gordy.

My horoscope says I'm gonna
win tonight, so watch out, boys.

- We eating?
- You weren't supposed to be here

- till | marked the cards.
- Yeah.

- Hey, where's Eddie?
- He can't make it.

Called in,
wants a swing shift tomorrow.

- Why's that?
- He went out on some big shot's boat.

- He's gonna go fishing.
- | wish | had a boss like you.

- Hey, this looks great.
- I'm so hungry, | could eat a horse.

- With the price of beef, you will.
- Well, not tonight.

| brought the hamburger
from my own place. Pure beef.

Well, maybe a little soybean.

- Lew, you make a good hamburger.
- Well, what do you know?

You only been to my place once.

Expect him to bring real-estate clients
to hamburger stands?

Not even yours, Lew.

So who's gonna be the fifth?
You got Les?

- Yeah.
- He brings a little class to this game.

That's right.

Meanwhile, everybody eat up.

| got some lemon pie,
my mother's recipe.

| got some pickles. | got--

Lemon pie and pickles. Must think
we're pregnant or something.

- Hi, Les. Come right in.
- Hey, Les.

- A classier game with him.
- Don't be shy, eat.

Hey, Les, what do you say?

- How are you doing?
- Cheer up, man.

There's a mushroom cloud
behind every silver lining.

Sorry, fellas.
| had a rough day today.

What's the matter, Les?
Somebody press the wrong button?

| tried to warn them. I--

| bet | wrote 20 memos
about our lack of security.

What happened? Somebody steal
some atoms for a bomb or something?

Vic, you remember
a month or so ago

| was telling you about all that gold
we shipped out?

The gold? Yeah. Sounds familiar.

Hey, wait a minute. Didn't |
hear about that on the 6:00 news?

Something about a truck hijacked
right on the campus?

Well, that was only part of it.

| bet those hijackers think
they've got gold they can sell.

You mean, they don't?

No, this--

This was a different shipment.

This shipment was mixed
with uranium.

Sure death

for thousands of years.

Yeah, but, well,
you have to touch it first, right, Les?

Well, it was safe enough
the way we shipped it,

but if it ever gets out
of those lead containers...

You mean, just like that or do you
get sick or something? What?

No, you could hang on
for a week or So.

Gordy, | could really do
with a stiff drink.

Could | have some bourbon?

Your choice of labels, sire.
Come with me to the wine cellar.

- Come on.
- Dealer takes one.

- Fellas, I'll be right back.
- Okay.

- You blew it, Vic.
- We gotta dump that stuff.

And you gotta get to Eddie
and warn him.

- And there goes Annie.
- Shut up about your child bride.

- You just--
- Take it easy. Take it easy now.

We'll move that stuff.
In a couple of months, we'll move it.

Are you kidding? That stuff is hot.

Now, look, I'm telling you
to take it easy now.

Remember this is just another
Wednesday-night poker game, huh?

You gotta warn Eddie.

I'll get to him in the morning
before he even gets near that stuff.

Now, just take it easy.

Okay, who opens?

Hey, muscles, you open, huh?

How many cards?

Something wrong?

Yeah.

| lost 80 bucks in the card game
last night.

Eighty bucks, come on, man.

A couple of weeks,
that'll just be the ante, right?

Yeah, right.

You ready to start working
on the project when you're finished?

Yeah, of course.

Eleven o'clock sharp.

Yeah, yeah.

Mike?

Yeah, pretty sloppy.

Up close, yeah.

But who would ever expect a university
police car to be a phoney, huh?

Okay. Check everything out.

The kind of paint they used,

the kind of wiring they used.

What about the cast?

Looks like maybe a light car,
like a sports car.

What have you got
on the uniforms used?

Checking every costume house
on the West Coast.

They could have rented them
from anywhere.

Could have stolen them too.

Could have made them.
I'll keep on it.

- You don't read the papers?
- That guy you hit.

- He died.
- Heart attack.

Heart attack?
That's not where | hit him.

The charge is murder, Vic. Murder.

Oh, come on. That's crazy.

He died as the--

He died as the direct result
of a felony.

The law calls that murder.

Annie. If she thinks
| had anything to do with a murder...

| got a wife and a sick kid.

The whole thing is blowing up
in our faces.

Hijackers and murderers,

that's what the police are looking for.

Eddie jumped the gun this morning.

- He what?
- Can't be.

Before | could get to him,
he started casting the planchets.

Holy cow.

God, he's as good as dead, then.

He'll cast every slug before he dies.

You didn't stop him?

What do you mean, stop him?

What did you just say?
He's dead already, isn't he?

What do you wanna do?

You wanna blow this?
Is that what you wanna do?

But what about Eddie?
Must be something we can do for him.

Tell me, what? I'll do it.
Tell me. What is it?

That stuff is worse than poison.

Vic, we can't handle it either.

Yeah, but Eddie can. You know?

He's gonna put them
in the lead canisters.

Then he'll put them
in the crates we made.

They'll be harmless in there.

They're completely harmless.

Are you--? Are you saying we're gonna
go ahead and ship that gold?

Is that what you're saying?

Charlie, we're talking
about a half a million dollars,

only now it's split three ways.

- Forget it.
- Easy, Charlie, easy.

You're talking about killing people.

What kind of people
are you talking about?

You're talking about the people
that buy slugs,

make them into counterfeit coins,
right?

And sell them to foreign collectors
that put them under glass.

- You're talking about counterfeiters.
- No.

Whoever touches that stuff,
whoever spends any time,

can end up as dead as Eddie.

And that can end up meaning
hundreds of thousands of people.

Hey, Vic, Charlie has a point.

Charlie has a point, huh?

Okay.

| got a point too,
and you better be aware of it.

Right now

all three of us,
we're guilty of murder.

You can't compare an accident
to mass murder.

Now, look,
we started to pull off a job

and we pulled it off,
we pulled it off big.

And no mass-murder tag is gonna
make me cop out on this, you got that?

I'm not gonna change anything.

Hey, Vic, I'm sorry, man.

Annie, you know how much
| dig that chick,

but not caring
about killing all those people...

Oh, Lew, don't give me
all that hearts and flowers.

They die whether you're in or out.

Charlie's gonna blow the whistle
on you and that is the end of it.

Lew, are you kidding?
Charlie's gonna blow the whistle?

Do you wanna know what he owes
in hospital bills? Over 20,000.

If he talks, he's gonna be up on trial
for murder.

- He's not gonna make any waves.
- Vic.

Hey, Lew, I'm talking
about 500,000.

And just for you and me,
it's a quarter of a million apiece.

How many hamburger stands
you think you could have with that?

How many franchises?

I'll tell you something. | mean,
I'm gonna level with you, really.

You're gonna need that kind of money
to hold on to Annie.

You know that, don't you?

- These are your blood tests, Eddie.
- Yeah.

And there's something
very wrong here.

Eddie?

Have you ever been exposed
to radiation?

They lied to me.

Well, who? Who?

Am | gonna die? Am | gonna die?

| think we better go talk to somebody
at the hospital right away.

Eddie?

Eddie.

Eddie?

Thanks.

So, like | said,
we traced the owner of the car.

He said it was taken from this lot.

Yeah, well, like, | wouldn't know.

| mean, like, I'm not stuck here all day,
you know?

Son.

This picture mean anything to you?

Looks like a dude
who gave me a ticket once.

Yeah, looks just like him.

Cost me 16 bucks.

And I'm a real careful driver.

Real careful. Always have been.

Inspectors 81. Inspectors 81.

Will you respond, please?

Inspectors 81. Inspectors 81.

Will you respond, please?

Inspectors 81 to headquarters.

This is Stone.

Lieutenant,
a Dr. Halpert just phoned in

a severe case
of radiation poisoning.

Give me what you've got.

Edward Whitney, male, Caucasian,
46, widower.

Lives at 816 Junipero Lane.

That's my 10-20.

You lousy, rotten scum.

Eddie, what's the matter with you?
What are you doing?

You knew. You knew
and you let me do it.

Why, Vic? Why?

- What are you talking about?
- I'm dying!

Oh, don't tell me you didn't know.

You had this thing wired
from the beginning.

You knew that stuff was dangerous.
You let me work it anyway.

Why, Vic? Why?

Eddie, | swear.

| swear, | didn't know.

Shut up.

Eddie.

Eddie, listen to me.

Listen to me.

You gotta believe me. | didn't know.

| mean--

Maybe-- Eddie, maybe--

Maybe the doctor is wrong, Eddie.

Maybe the doctor is wrong.

You killed me, Vic.

In fact, you Know what?

I'm dead already.

Did you know that?

I'm standing here talking to you
and I'm dead already.

Eddie!

Okay, Vic. Okay.

You're king of the hill.

The whole lousy mountain.

Eddie, you only talked to one doctor.

- Right? And there are others, right?
- Yeah.

There are others. You didn't talk
to anybody else, did you?

No.

Did--?

It's no good.

I'm dying.

And you can bet I'm gonna talk.

Because I'm not gonna let
anybody else

go through what I'm going through.

Unless you wanna use that.

It's your choice, Vic.

Old buddy.

Come on.

What do you want from me, Eddie?

What do you want from me?

What did you say,
a scintillation counter?

That's a new one on me.

Basically, it's a Geiger counter.
We've got both in there.

And that truck is working
like a beacon.

They wouldn't have left it
unless they already moved the gold.

Say, do we know
who manages this property?

Not yet. No.

Professor Mason, the locks on the
rear doors of the truck were jimmied.

This is Lieutenant Stone.

Anything you can avoid
touching in there, we'd appreciate.

What's your reading?

Barely 20.
If the gold's here, it's under shield.

What about the lead containers?

Did you find the containers?

Not yet.

There is some smelting equipment.

It's hotter over here.

Not lethal right now,

but it was not too long ago.

- Did you find any moulds?
- Not any.

But you don't smelt without a mould.

Means they've already changed
the gold. But into what?

- Could be jewellery, sculpting, anything.
- It doesn't matter.

Whatever shape they dump
on the market, buddy boy,

- that's where the big money is.
- Well, what if it's jewellery?

They got enough gold there
to make into thousands of items.

This is Lieutenant Stone again.

| wanna bring my crew in there.
Any danger?

Just a few minutes, lieutenant.

Just to be sure.

- Mike?
- Yeah.

These nails. They're not galvanised.

With the salt air, they should be rusty
unless they were new.

- Yeah, fresh sawdust too.
- Yep.

Packing cases?

- Camouflage or both.
- Yep.

Curly.

Check this sawdust,
find out the kind of wood, will you?

Have Sekulovich make a full rundown
of those nails and this hammer too.

Well, buddy boy,

this whole package
is slipping away from us.

We don't know how it's wrapped.

We don't know what shape it's in,
what size.

- We know nothing. Yeah.
- Mike. | just got a call.

A body was fished out of the bay
with the skull caved in.

Well, does it tie?

Medical examiner said
it was so full of radiation,

he would've been dead
in a couple of days anyway

- of acute anaemia.
- Yeah. Thanks a lot.

Well?

| don't know, lieutenant, I--

| couldn't definitely identify this
as one of the three men | saw.

The medical examiner's report
indicates

there was a severe arthritic deformity
in the man's right foot.

- Enough for a limp?
- A bad limp, yeah.

Well, I'll say that definitely rules out
this man.

The three | saw were moving
real good.

No limp.

Yeah, Stone.

Yeah. San Quentin?

The foundry?

That tells us how he fits.

Yeah, go ahead, shoot.
Take this down, Steve.

Real-estate office.

Ellsworth and Hogan.

Did you say "downtown"?

Downtown. Thanks.

He knew how to melt the gold,

but he never would have touched it
if he knew it was hot.

Well, how do you figure it, then?
He found out later?

Started screaming,
someone nailed him?

Something like that.

Hey, Lew.

How's it going?

| must have been out of my mind
to let you hide that stuff in here, man.

Now, wait a minute.

It's not just me.

It's you, Annie, right?

Vic. Straight, all right?

| been thinking.

Maybe you better go it alone, huh?

There's no deal tonight. Fence got
nervous. He read the papers.

Okay. Then let it be at that, okay?

Vic, let's chalk it up to experience.

What kind of service is this?
Can | get a cup of coffee?

Black.

| made a backup arrangement.

The only thing is he's--

He's only gonna give us 300,000.

- I'm supposed to meet him in an hour.
- Three hundred thousand.

| know it's 200,000 less,

but it's still 150,000 apiece.

You're gonna start setting loose
the bubonic plague, man.

One hundred and fifty thousand
tax-free, Lew.

Tax-free.

I'll be back at 5.

You take it easy, Lew.

Why don't we use
Mr. Hogan's office?

Please. Have a seat.

Yes, | was handling the sale
of that building, inspector,

but you know how it is
with those barns at the waterfront.

The city engineers had condemned it.
It was due for demolition.

When was that?

It was to be Monday, but | imagine,
you finding that truck there,

that you'll be keeping it
for evidence.

Who else had the keys?

Everyone who worked there.

| could imagine somebody
keeping a spare key for himself.

Before the building was condemned,
did you show it to any other buyers?

Yes, | did. Quite a few.

Oh, thank you.

Did any of the men happen
to look like this man here?

Oh, no. No. Everyone there
was a good deal older.

You ever seen him before?

No. No.

- You're sure?
- Positive.

Okay, thank you very much.

Eddie, dead?
It just doesn't seem possible.

He worked for me for 11 years.

He was a friend.

A good friend.

You knew
about his prison record?

Of course | knew. But he stayed
out of trouble since then.

Well, we have reason to believe

that Mr. Eddie Whitney
was involved in a major crime.

It's unthinkable.

So is dying of radiation poisoning.

That's right.
That's what he would have died of

unless somebody
had bashed his head in for him first.

- What?
- We believe he was in on a robbery

involving half a million dollars
in radioactive gold.

| heard about that. But Eddie?

Well, he had
at least three associates.

One of them looked like that.

I'm afraid | can't help you.

Would you happen to know
if he has a friend, around 40 years old,

dark complexion, I'd say his height
was about, oh, 6'4" or 6'5"?

Mr. Sondheim, we're working against
the clock and there's lives at stake,

so if you have any information at all,
| wish you'd give us a call. All right?

Lew, come on. Lay it easy.

Easy.

Did it--? Is it broken?

You're crazy.
Get that away from me.

You'll kill us both.

Just the prototype, huh?

Why don't you stick
to hamburgers?

Tell Annie not to worry.
It's in the bank.

Her account.

Now, what's all this hysterical garbage
on the phone?

Don't you jump on me, man.

Jump on you?

| don't even know what it's about.

| figured you guys were friends.

| mean,
how am | gonna tell the cops

that my best friends
are a gang hijacking gold?

The whole crazy thing cooked
right up here in my own apartment.

Gordy, get ahold of yourself.

- It was Vic.
- Who was Vic?

| don't know
what you're talking about.

The picture--
They had a picture of him.

The hijacking of that radioactive gold
on the truck, Les.

That's what I'm talking about.

You, I'm talking about.
The mastermind.

That's what you are, isn't it?

They described Lew to me too.

Who did?

The police.

- Oh, no.
- It had to start with you.

You and your fancy job
at the university.

All the time, | thought you were making
small talk about your job.

But right under my nose,
you were planning the hijacking.

Is Charlie in on it too?

Charlie? Good old Charlie,
the family man? Is he a crook too?

And a killer?

And Eddie.

Poor Eddie.

You got to him.

After all these years of going straight.

- You got to him.
- Operator.

This is an emergency,
get me the police.

- He talked me into it.
- Who?

So help me, he talked me into it.
| tried to get out, | really tried.

My wife, she's only 23 years old,
it's crazy. | know.

But the gold, that was not my idea.

Vic Tolliman is not at home.
Now, where is he?

Yeah. Vic, that's him.

He planned the whole thing.
My buddy, the hotshot creep.

Take it easy now. Take it easy.

- Does he have the gold?
- Yeah, he got it all.

Where?

He's on his way, a fence.
| don't know his name.

Vic didn't tell me his name.

Easy does it now.

What's he driving?

A panel truck, '71 Ford.

- Colour, licence?
- Green.

What licence? It's my truck.
On the side, it says Lew's Clown Alley.

Lew's Clown Alley.

He's not crying for himself.

| don't want you to think that
about Charlie.

Do you have a son, officer?

Lloyd, read him his rights.

One hundred forty-eight.

One hundred forty-nine.

One hundred fifty thousand dollars.

This deal was 300,000.

When I'm certain the gold is safe,
you'll get the rest.

Just wait a minute.

No, we wait two months. Both of us.

Until the gold is completely cooled.

Bob, take the other side.
Arch, watch the front.

All right, get an ambulance.

Come on.

Get these people back.

Gives your spine a ripple, doesn't it?

It sure does.

Kind of makes you think.

Say, you know that case
we were helping Reeves with

- before all this exploded?
- Yeah.

We probably never will
nail that clown now, will we?

- | don't think so. No.
- No.

Maybe it doesn't matter if you lose
some of the little ones.

As long as you win
some of the big ones?

- That's right.
- Can | quote you on that?

Oh, sure.