He got an automatic rifle and pointed it straight at him, and he chastised him about how the British treated people. I thought John was going to die.

But I'm looking forward to a hot shower with some shampoo, some underarm deodorant and a razor.

You need to get the U.N. involved. They can do a lot of good.

I have no animosity toward them at all. I've seen their little villages. They're dirt poor, poor as field mice.

All is well. I just hope it ends well.

They get nothing out of the oil, and they produce all of the oil. They're tired of it, so they're going to fight, and they're going to fight until death.