Lexie: How am I to trust you again?
Rolf: I promise you that Glen and Barb will not take your son from you.
Lexie: I'm sick of your promises, Rolf, that don't come true.
Rolf: This one will.
Lexie: If you mean leaving the country with Isaac, forget it. The authorities took our passports, remember? We're stuck here -- stranded. There's no way out.
Rolf: No, running is the last thing you want to do, Alexandra. There is a much more efficient way for making sure you keep your son.
Lexie: What are you dreaming up now?
Rolf: A foolproof plan to guarantee your familyís future if you agree to unite my hands.
Lexie: What does that mean?
Rolf: In the past, you have refused to consider termination as a method of achieving your goal.
Lexie: For God's sake, Rolf, I am a doctor. I was trained to do no harm.
Rolf: Yes, but harm has been done to you. Are you just going to take it, or do you have the courage to strike back at your enemy? Because If you don't, you certainly will lose your son and then you may as well just plunge a knife into your heart, because you will no longer wish to live. The choice is yours, Alexandra. Are you ready to let me do what must be done to save your family?
Lexie: I'm ready.
Rolf: I knew that in the end, you would be brave.
Jennifer: All right, listen to me. I want you to drink this. It's peppermint tea. It's good for you. And I'm going to make you some soup, or what about some scrambled eggs?
Hope: Oh, Jen, I canít. I can't even think about eating. I'm too jumpy. And forget about sleeping.
Jennifer: You need to take care of yourself right now.
Hope: Jen, I'm afraid if I close my eyes, they're going to come and they're going to take him.
Jennifer: Hope, listen. Listen to me, okay? You have been a wonderful mother to J.T. Everybody in this entire town would testify if it came to that -- I mean, if Glen is going to fight you for custody.
Hope: Of course he is. That's what this is all about.
Jennifer: Okay, but then, you have to think about what's going to look good to a judge, okay? You have taken excellent care of J.T. , and that is going to count for a lot. But you also have to look at how they're going to be watching you and how you're going to handle all of this legal stuff.
Hope: I'm a mess. I can't handle anything.
Jennifer: Yes, you can, and there's one thing that you need to do. You need to go along with this DNA test.
Hope: Did Bo ask you to talk to me?
Jennifer: Look, Hope, he's just -- he's worried that it's going to look bad if you fight it. I guess it's required by law in custody cases.
Hope: You're a mother. How would you feel if they came to you and said, "this simple test will help us know If your child Is really yours or not"?
Jennifer: Hope, I know that you're afraid. I would be so afraid, too. And I know that this isn't easy for you right now, but you need to think of J.T. You need to put him first, and you need to think about his needs right now.
Hope: There isn't a minute of my life that I'm not thinking about J.T.'s needs. He's a special needs child. My God, there are times when he can't breathe, and I have to rush him to the emergency room, and when he cries a certain way -- I know when he's frustrated, I know when he's hungry. These people, they don't know anything about the child they want to take away from me. Glen, he -- oh, God -- thinks a DNA test is magically going to make him a father. I'm the one who's cradled J.T. in my arms and soothed his pain for almost two years. Two years, Jen. Okay, maybe if it had been just two hours, Bo and I could have accepted that, that maybe there was a screw up, this terrible, terrible thing that happened, and J.T. and Isaac were somehow switched, but not now. Not now. It's too late.
Jennifer: Oh, my gosh. You really believe that, don't you? You think Lexie has your son?
Bo: What makes this whole thing so difficult is that Glen's got a legitimate concern. He thinks he has a kid here in Salem. I hope to God he's wrong, but if I were in his shoes, I'd be doing the same damn thing.
Abe: All right, look, uh... enough of this. Let's get down to it, the three of us. Let's just put it out there.
Bo: Not a good idea, Abe.
Abe: You got a better one?
Bo: I don't want to talk.
Abe: You know, Bo, this isn't about what you want. None of us is getting what they want. You know, we have to think about the kids and not about ourselves. They're too young to know it, but we have their future in our hands, so let's not blow it.
Bo: Damn it.
Roman: Look, Abe, right now things are still up in the air, okay? I know the waitingís not easy, but we all need to just stay calm, hang tough, till the DNA results come back.
Abe: So you and Hope decided to test J.T.?
Bo: It's a court order. I'm still working on Hope. Roman's right. Let's wait until we get the results before we start any battles.
Abe: Well, that's exactly what I hope to avoid. Look, can we all agree that we don't want to hurt the other?
Bo: Who are you protecting -- your wife? You're looking for immunity for her?
Abe: What the hell are you saying, Bo?
Bo: If you don't know, it's because you don't want to know.
Abe: What's he getting at, Roman?
Roman: I think it's best if I stay out of this.
Abe: Look, we've been like family here, so don't shut me out. What are you talking about, Bo?
Bo: How could you not know?
Abe: Know what?
Bo: The night at the hospital when Hope and Marlo had their babies.
Abe: Yeah, I was there. What about it?
Bo: A couple of months ago, I went and talked to the nurses who were on duty that night. They said there's a very good possibility that our babies were switched, and I think Lexie knew about it. The only question is how long she knew.
Rolf: So, as you can see, this plan will take care of all your problems.
Lexie: Hmm. I have to be able to live free of threats.
Rolf: You will.
Lexie: And I won't spend the rest of my life living in fear of someone finding out what you've done.
Rolf: Trust me, my research was meticulous. Once that doorbell rings and our guest arrives, nothing we say can or will be used against us, and that is a guarantee.
Lexie: Tell me, what makes you so sure? [Doorbell rings]
Rolf: All will become clear momentarily.
Rolf: Ah. Thank you for arriving so promptly.
Woman: What is this about? Why did you call me?
Rolf: Because I knew that you would come.
Chloe: I just mean that I know that your mom and dad have been through a lot lately, and I was just hoping that they're not taking It out on you.
Shawn D.: They're not like that.
Chloe: You're lucky.
Shawn D.: Yeah, I know. My parents -- they are real strong. I mean, they've had to be, with all that weird stuff that they've been through. Don't even ask. You don't want to know. But they've got a good marriage. It's rock solid. It's sort of like the Brady way, you know? Not that bad stuff doesn't happen, 'cause it does, but, you know, they always seem to get through it even stronger than before. My grandparents were like that. You know, my dad's folks that owns the pub. And you know, come to think of it, my other grandparents is the same way. I mean, they've been married forever, and they still hug and kiss. It's sort of inspiring. I'm sorry. I-I shouldn't be talking about this with you. It's like bragging. I mean, I know you didnít even grow up with your family.
Chloe: Don't apologize, Shawn.
Shawn D.: Well, you know, you know what the best part of life has been lately -- besides Belle, 'cause that's just been amazing -- is my little brother. I love that kid so much.
Chloe: I know.
Shawn D.: He's my brother, right? But it's more than that. It's like I know that he is going to need me, now and probably for the rest of his life. You know, some people might run away from that, but for us -- for me -- it makes me feel even closer to him.
Chloe: So how is Belle?
Shawn D.: Belle? She's great. Oh, did she tell you? I'm trying to work it out so we can go to Pepperdine next year.
Chloe: You're kidding. The college in Malibu?
Shawn D.: Yeah, yeah. You know, it's Belle, the beach, a couple classes thrown in, whatever -- It's paradise, though, right?
Chloe: Wow. I didnít realize you guys were that serious.
Shawn D.: Yeah, okay, well, I realize it took us a while to get together, but... now that we are, what can I say? We're both happy. So happy that I kind of worry, you know, like something -- somethingís going to come along and ruin it for the two of us 'cause it's so perfect, but... I don't know. It's not going to happen -- not to Belle and me.
Belle: Whoa, Phil, way too intense. There's enough stress in life without you getting all serious on me.
Philip: No, no, don't do that. I saw your face. One look at Shawn coming down the hall, and it was like --
Belle: It was like nothing.
Philip: Look, I didnít like what I saw. You were scared for Shawn to see you. Why?
Belle: There's no deep, profound reason, okay? I was just thinking about something, I didnít see Shawn, and -- that's why.
Philip: God. What did he do to you? Belle, you can tell me. Did he hurt you?
Belle: No, no. No, you know Shawn would never hurt me.
Philip: Then what is it? Belle, Belle, you helped me with so much personal stuff this summer on the island -- all about Chloe and how bad I felt -- and that helped me. You helped me. Now let me do that for you.
Belle: You're so not a lightweight, Philip. I used to think that because you had all that money and that amazing smile, that nothing could hurt you, not even your parents splitting up. I'm sorry I didnít realize what you were going through.
Philip: We were talking about Shawn. How did we get on my parents and their lousy marriage?
Belle: People should just appreciate what they've got. I have to go.
Philip: Hey, hey, hey, hey. You're not getting away from me until I get the truth.
Hope: Every time Bo or John said something about Lexie Ė how they were suspicious of her -- I'd defend her. But then why wouldn't I? She's one of my best friends. We've been friends for so many years, but...Oh, God, then after the party Lexie gave me --
Jennifer: Yeah, your mother of the year party.
Hope: Even Abe had mixed feelings about her motives on that one. And ever since that night, I've been remembering strange Things she did.
Jennifer: Oh, like what? Tell me.
Hope: Well, there was this time at the pub, and we were there with the babies, and I went to pick Isaac up and I made this joke about being his second mother, and she freaked. Said she didn't want me to touch him.
Jennifer: Okay, okay, wait a minute. I thought this was all about a breakdown in hospital security, and now you're saying that she knows and that she knew then.
Hope: I think Lexieís been lying to me for a long time.
Jennifer: You mean about the babies being switched?
Hope: I think the only thing that makes any sense is that Lexie believes that Isaac is really mined. But Ė
Jennifer: You do not think that is true, Hope.
Hope: Jen, if it is, then J.T. is not my child. And how could that be? He's my baby, and I love him. I can't imagine that he'd not be. I don't want to -- I don't want to imagine that.
Jennifer: Oh, my gosh. I just can't believe this. I mean, If it's true, if the babies were really switched and J.T. is not your birth child and Isaac is and Lexieís been lying to you all this time, I mean, oh, my gosh, Hope, what are you going to do?
Abe: This is Lexie you're trashing. She was a fellow officer, Bo. She's a good and loyal friend, one of your wifeís best friends.
Bo: I used to think so.
Abe: You have no proof she's anything but.
Bo: Don't need much. She's DiMeraís daughter.
Roman: Hey, guys, give it a rest, all right? This is getting you nowhere. It's just making you both madder.
Abe: Well, I'll tell you what. I'm willing to put the brakes on, but only if he will.
Bo: Abe, I know you love your wife, but you're acting brain-dead when it comes to some of the circumstances surrounding Isaac's adoption.
Roman: Bo, tone it down. You can't expect Abe to hear you if you're calling him names.
Bo: Where do I start? Marlo. You were very concerned that she was a drunk. So what makes more sense to you -- Isaac and his perfect health being Marloís kid or J.T. and his fetal alcohol syndrome? I know where you're standing here. You bring a child home from the hospital. You grow to love him. The last thing you want to hear is that you were given the wrong kid, but you must've thought about it once or twice. I mean, look at Lexieís behavior over the last few months -- moving into the DiMera mansion, morphing into the lady of the manor, acting all high and mighty. She's acting strange, not like herself, but like DiMera. And there's one word for her behavior since the party, and that's "guilty." Abe, our babies were switched, and she knew about it.
Abe: No. No, no, no. No, that's not true. I mean, you know, no, she couldn't have known. She couldn't have known.
Roman: Abe, you and I have been down some tough roads together. It's made us close, so I'm asking you to listen to me here, okay? You are going to have to face up to this, partner, as hard as it is, because any way you look at this thing, Lexie had to know. Nothing else makes sense.
Abe: You know what? Lexie -- Lexieís a good woman. She loves Hope. You know, that friendship means so much to her.
Roman: Not as much as Isaac does.
Abe: No. No. No.
Bo: Abe, listen to me. Glen Reiber showed up at my house today, toting a slimy lawyer. He's making his move. And if it turns out J.T. is his son, It's going to break my heart, and I don't know how the hell Hope is going to make it through this. But you got to know something. We're not in this by ourselves. You got to understand that. Whatever comes to us is coming to you, Abe -- you and your family.
Abe: What the hell are you saying, Bo -- that if Glen takes J.T. from you and Hope, you would take Isaac from Lexie and me?
Rolf: Please, uh, have a seat, Miss Reese. Eliana will be bringing us tea. Um, it is "Miss," isn't it?
Cameron: Where did you escape from -- the road company of "the producers"? Ha ha ha!
[Imitating Rolf] Ja, I read my "Beowulf," and that is why they call me Rolf. [Giggling] You are just... something.
Cameron: Look, Mrs. Carver, you must admit that this whole thing has been strange from the get-go. I mean, really, weren't there any cute black kids for you to adopt?
Lexie: My child is none of your business.
Cameron: Oh, sorry, but I don't know how much longer you're going to be able to call Isaac yours. I'm going to prove to the court that Glen Reiber is little J.T.'s daddy. And you see, once I do that, then Hope Brady is going to be short one little boy. So get ready. She'll be coming for Isaac. Oh, look, even I see how heartbreaking this whole thing is, but the law is the law. Now, you hassle me again, either one of you, and I'll have you up on charges. Oh, nice top. Didnít buy that on Abeís salary, though, did you?
Rolf: Leaving so soon, Miss Reese? Or would you prefer that I call you by youíre other name? Do your law firm partners know about your other identity or about the legal matters in your past? Yes, yes, the records were sealed, but I have ways of getting around such technicalities.
Cameron: Oh, you just can't go around making up lies about a person.
Rolf: Lies? Oh, come now, Miss Reese. I have knowledge, and knowledge is power. So please shut your mouth, unless you'd prefer to entertain us with another one of your scintillating impressions? No? Then I suggest you sit, while I explain to you exactly how I'm going to use that knowledge to make you do what I want.
Cameron: Look, I don't --
Lexie: You heard the man. Sit down.
Belle: Something is wrong, Philip, but I can't tell you.
Philip: What, is it something that Shawn did?
Belle: No, it's... something at home.
Belle: It's kind of like watching a car crash. I mean, it's awful and everyone's hurting, but there's nothing you can do.
Philip: Yeah, sounds likely house.
Belle: Do you ever think your parents are going to get back together?
Philip: Honestly? No. They've hurt each other so much. Some things you can't forgive, I guess. Kind of like the way Chloe can't forgive me.
Belle: You really miss her, don't you?
Philip: Yeah, I mean, I kind of lost everything in the same year -- my home, my family, my girlfriend.
Belle: I don't want you to be sad, Philip. There has to be something I can do to help.
Philip: How did this turn into a pity party for me? We were talking about what's wrong with you today.
Belle: There's nothing anyone can do about my problem, but... I bet I can make a difference for you.
Philip: You can't get my parents back together, Belle.
Belle: But I can talk to Chloe.
Philip: Talk to her about what?
Belle: Forgiving you. Chloe has to take you back.
Chloe: I wonder if I would like living in Malibu.
Shawn D.: You? But what about the big, uh, music school in New York and the Met? You'd be Salemís big opera star.
Chloe: Brady doesn't think so.
Shawn D.: Brady? Well, what does he know?
Chloe: Brady knows a lot about singing, and he says if I don't dedicate myself 100%, I'm not going to make it.
Shawn D.: So you can't study music without worrying about having to make it?
Chloe: Well, I guess I just have high standards for myself. And like Brady says, if you can't be the best, then why bother?
Shawn D.: Yeah, Brady Black -- opera guru.
Chloe: He's been really generous with his advice.
Shawn D.: How about talking to Philip? That way, you can clear the air, and you can concentrate again.
Chloe: How do you figure that?
Shawn D.: Well, I can tell that you're still kind of messed up in your head, because you don't know where you stand with him -- Philip. And, you know, he feels the same exact way. Neither of you can get on with your life.
Chloe: We broke up.
Shawn D.: Yeah, I know you did, but you keep sending mixed signals. Like at Lexieís party that she had for my mom? You just -- boom -- left to go after him, right? Okay? So, I know he's confused, and it seems to me that you're confused, too. So, Chloe, make up or break up, but just stick to it.
Chloe: Well, that's the same thing that Brady said.
Shawn D.: Brady, Brady. Every other word out of your mouth is "Brady." Why don't you just date him?
Hope: I'm not a bad person, Jen. I just don't want to lose my son. If Glen tries to take him away from me, I'll fight him.
Jennifer: Wait, has he said that he wants to take --
Hope: He doesn't have to say it. I mean, this is all about claiming his biological son. Otherwise, why go to so much trouble --
Jennifer: Hope, what's wrong?
Hope: I'll be right back. Rio, Mario over here Mario.
Abe: You would take Isaac from us?
Bo: What am I supposed to do, Abe?
Roman: Guys, look, look --
Abe: No! No, Roman! You said that we were friends. Well, you're right. We've put years into each other's lives. We've helped each other -- strong loyal friends. And when Lexie and I were struggling with being childless, Bo and Hope supported us through it, cheered us on. And when suddenly we got that chance to adopt -- you know, a decision which wasn't easy for me -- this guy -- this guy convinced me to go for it. "Start a family, Abe. Be happy, Abe. You can love a child that's not biologically yours. You won't regret it." Yeah. Yeah, right. And now that we've bonded, now that Isaac is so... profoundly part of our family, you want to tear him out of our arms. The kid is my life. Do you get that? He's all Lexie lives for. Do you understand that?
Bo: Yeah, Abe, I understand. The same damn thing is happening to me.
Roman: Abe, Abe, put yourself in Bo's shoes for just a minute, okay? Just a minute here. What would you do? Glen Reiber comes in, walks off with the son you've raised for almost two years. Could you forget that there is a kid across town who just happens to be your own flesh and blood?
Abe: I know Bo's your brother, but I've put my trust in you a thousand times, so how can you take sides in this?
Roman: Aw, Abe, come on, that's not what I'm doing here. I can't believe friends could be in a worse situation than this. All I'm saying is, we got to have a little faith here, all right? Maybe just a little faith that we can come up with some kind of fairy solution out of this --
Abe: A fairy solution?! What the hell are you -- Solomon?! Isaac is my son! What's so fairy about taking him away from his home and his security, tearing him away from a mother and father that loves him, who he loves? And all for some kind of revenge!
Roman: Oh, come on, Abe, that's not what I'm doing at all, and you know that!
Abe: You know what? You, of all people, ought to be able to relate to this. I mean, you had your life stolen from you! I mean, your wife -- she runs off, and she marries another man -- a man who we can -- we can all blame for this mess. If he hadn't slept with Hope, we wouldn't be having this argument.
Roman: Whoa, wait -- what the hell are you -- what the hell is he talking about?
Abe: John. What, didn't you tell him?
Bo: Damn it, Abe, what the --
Abe: Well, that's the best part of the story, Roman -- John Black is the father of Hope's baby.
Cameron: Okay, look, so you know about my past. I'm not happy about that, obviously. But I fail to see how this changes anything. I-I mean, you just can't mess with the law. I'm very sorry about your pain, Mrs. Carver, but I just can't help you.
Rolf: Mm. I am simply dying for a spot of tea. Ahh.
Lexie: There you are. Thank you, Eliana.
Eliana: Shall I pour, Madame?
Lexie: No, thanks. I'll take care of it.
Rolf: Mm. Well, this will certainly hit the spot.
Lexie: Yes, nothing like a steaming cup of tea on a cold winterís day, huh?
Cameron: I'm out of here. You people are nuts.
Rolf: Wait, wait, wait. Don't leave now. You'll miss the best part.
Cameron: The best part?
Rolf: Yes. These scones -- simply divine.
Cameron: Like I said, nuts.
Rolf: Perhaps you would like to see the contents of this briefcase, Miss Reese.
Cameron: Whoa, whoa, whoa. What are you up to?
Lexie: What are you afraid of? Open it. You'll be glad you did.
Cameron: Oh, my God.
Rolf: Indeed. You are looking at $50,000, Miss Reese. Tax-free. Unmarked bills.
Cameron: Well, I do make a nice salary, but this would -- whoo! This would take quite a long time to put aside.
Lexie: I can see why. You obviously have good taste. You dress well. You like nice things. None of that would be a problem anymore if you choose wisely.
Cameron: Mm... You're offering me money?
Rolf: And protection -- in case someone else should find out about the past you've taken such great pains to keep hidden. You could be disbarred. Well, go ahead. Take your time. Sure, sure, sure, count it if you like. It's merely the down payment on a much greater amount -- if you agree to help us.
Philip: Belle, Belle, don't. There's no point. Chloe won't listen to you.
Belle: No, she won't listen to you, but I'm her friend, and she knows I have nothing to gain out of her taking you back.
Philip: You're talking like logic has something to do with it. Chloe got permanently bent out of shape by me going out with Cynthia. She thinks I betrayed her, and nothingís going to change her mind.
Belle: This makes me so crazy. You only asked Cynthia out to try and move on. I mean, Chloe said it was over, that there was no way she'd ever be your girlfriend again. So what right does she have to get upset about you asking another girl out? I don't get it.
Philip: On my good days, I say it's 'cause she loved me so deeply.
Belle: Maybe she still loves you.
Philip: If she does, she'll never admit it.
Belle: I'm so sorry, Phil. Just when you really need someone.
Philip: Well, I've got you, right?
Philip: You know you're awesome, Belle? You're going through all your own stuff, and you've still got time to take care of me. And I love you for that.
Belle: I love you, too, Phil.
Chloe: Right, uh, me date Brady. Wouldn't we be the perfect couple?
Shawn D.: Actually, uh, I had a talk with Brady about you -- a pretty serious talk.
Chloe: What do you mean, serious?
Shawn D.: Well, you know, just talking about you and him. He had some interesting things to say.
Chloe: Do you remember what he said? I mean, about me?
Shawn D.: I thought you weren't interested in Brady that way.
Chloe: I'm not.
Shawn D.: Then why do you care about what he said about you?
Jan: Oh, Shawn, hey. Can I talk to you for a minute? It's really important.
Hope: He's having trouble breathing, aren't you, sweetheart? He's been coming down with a cold the past couple of days. But as soon as his mommy picked him up, you started breathing easier, didn't you?
Jennifer: Yeah. But wait a minute. He wasn't even coughing. How did you know he wasn't breathing?
Hope: I told you. He's feeling a little under the weather.
Jennifer: Hope, you ran up those stairs, and there is no baby monitor in this room. How did you know?
Hope: I don't know. I guess I don't need technology to tell me when my child needs me. Huh, baby?
Jennifer: You just knew. You just knew that he was in distress.
Hope: No matter what I'm doing, there's a part of me that's always thinking about J.T. Look at him. Look how innocent he is. How can anybody ask me to give him up when I'm the person he needs most in this world? That's one of the reasons I hate even the idea of this DNA test. It's like Iím willing -- It's like Iím saying that I'm willing to give up my child. Can you explain to me how saying goodbye to me would be good for my child? Can you, really?
Jennifer: No. No, I can't. And you know what, Hope? I think that the rest of us has been thinking about this the wrong way, and you were right. You can't give up this sweet little baby. You have to find a way to keep J.T.
Hope: I will. Oh, I promise I will.
Shawn D.: Could it wait a minute? 'Cause Chloe and I were just --
Chloe: Don't worry about it, Shawn. I'm fine. Just take care of yourself, okay?
Shawn D.: Okay, so what's up? I'm -- I --
Shawn D.: Jan... Jan, what's wrong? What happened?
Belle: Chloe, just the person that I wanted to see. Chloe, wait a second.
Philip: Hey, hey, give it up.
Belle: But --
Philip: But nothing. She blew me off. It's over. She couldn't make it much clearer. You know, if I can't make Chloe love me, then you sure can't. It's sweet of you to try, but it's up to Chloe to let me know how she feels. I think she just did.
Belle: I'm sorry.
Philip: Hey, I'm tough, remember? I play offense. Meanwhile, you've got a boyfriend who's probably looking for you. You should go find him.
Belle: Yeah, I-I actually do need to talk to Shawn.
Shawn D.: Jan, you can tell me anything.
Jan: I canít. Not this, Shawn.
Shawn D.: I already know about Paul, so... What could be worse than that?
Jan: I think I'm pregnant.
Roman: John Black is the father of Hope's baby? Tell me he's kidding. This can't be true.
Cameron: Mmm! You weren't lying. Scrumptious.
Lexie: What do you think you're doing?
Cameron: Well, it's just what I needed to take the edge off. As you already know, I'm a woman of strong appetites. Look, whatever it is you want me to do for you, it's big. You wouldn't have offered such a generous reward otherwise. Oh, wait, wait, wait, wait. Don't tell me what it is yet. I have to decide if I can trust you before Iíll ever consider doing business with you. Ta-ta.
Lexie: You swore to me she'd take the bait!
Rolf: She will. She has no choice.
Lexie: She just walked out on $50,000, Rolf.
Rolf: She's playing a power game. Trust me, she will do exactly as we wish.
Lexie: She damn well better. Or I'm going to lose my son. I'll lose everything I love, Rolf.