john. look at me john. listen to me. you know corn? corn that grows on the farm? you know farmers that grow the corn? when farmers grow the corn they don’t dig it up john. they wait, john. are you listening to me, john? they fucking wait for the corn to grow. and then they say “damn. this is good corn.” but not a moment sooner, john! are you listening to me? i have some ideas, john. theories. but im not going to tell you what they are. in case i’m wrong. i don’t want to freak anyone out. but i’m not wrong john. i’m never wrong. im professor van helsing, john. and this is corn.