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00:00Some invitations aren't meant to be declined, but accepting them costs everything.
00:07Ellen DeGeneres built her empire on the image of kindness.
00:11But behind the curtain, she ruled through silence, humiliation, and fear.
00:17On set, laughter felt like survival.
00:20Her jokes never landed, but you laughed anyway, because you had to.
00:25She invited everyone to her parties, always her parties.
00:29No one ever invited her back.
00:31There was a reason.
00:32For years, I avoided them.
00:34Until the night I gave in, it was supposed to be her birthday.
00:39Until I stood in that room, with the drink in my hand, and all those eyes watching me.
00:46That night didn't end when I left.
00:49It followed me, and it's still with me now.
00:58I used to think landing a writing job on the Ellen DeGeneres show meant I made it.
01:02Not halfway made it.
01:04Not good start made it.
01:05Made it.
01:06Period.
01:07I was 28, broke, and running out of reasons to stay in L.A.
01:11This show wasn't just a gig.
01:14It was the golden door.
01:16They say Ellen only remembers the writers who make her laugh when she's off camera.
01:20I must have done that, because three weeks after submitting some spec jokes through a
01:26friend of a friend, I was in.
01:29Desk.
01:30Badge.
01:31Contract.
01:32She liked me.
01:33A lot.
01:35She called me her undercover sniper.
01:37Said my jokes hit harder when they were whispered.
01:40She even had me punching up material for her stand-up on weekends.
01:44The office buzzed every time she walked in.
01:46Not in a celebrity way.
01:48In a weather shift way.
01:50When Ellen entered the floor, conversations broke mid-sentence.
01:54Coffee cups froze halfway to mouths.
01:57People didn't make eye contact.
01:58Not out of fear, exactly.
02:00More like management by atmosphere.
02:04Ellen didn't yell.
02:05She never slammed doors or swore or threw tantrums like other showrunners.
02:09But she cut with a smile.
02:12Every joke she told in the office came with a hook.
02:15Nice shoes, Greg.
02:17Did you pick those from the lost and found or just lose a bet?
02:21I saw your pitch packet.
02:23It made me want to go back to therapy.
02:26She'd laugh first.
02:27You'd laugh second.
02:29And if you didn't, you weren't there the next week.
02:33I remember one Monday morning, a guy named Lenny was gone.
02:37He'd been Ellen's assistant producer for four seasons.
02:40Always early.
02:42Always smiling.
02:42On Friday, he brought donuts.
02:46On Monday, his desk was cleared.
02:48Monitor wiped.
02:49Badge deactivated.
02:50Nobody talked about it.
02:51The next day, someone had already filled his spot.
02:55No explanation.
02:56Just new smiles in old chairs.
02:58The first time I heard the phrase, it was from a wardrobe intern.
03:01We were in the hallway between stage B and the dressing rooms.
03:06She bumped into me while carrying an armful of blazers.
03:09Looked up at me with dead serious eyes and said,
03:12You're new.
03:13You still say no.
03:15I must have stared.
03:17She blinked like she'd just woken up and walked off without another word.
03:20But as she turned the corner, I swear I heard her mumble something.
03:25We all give in.
03:27Eventually.
03:29At first, I brushed it off.
03:31Everyone's weird in this business.
03:33But then it happened again.
03:35On a Wednesday taping, I watched Ellen read a monologue cold off the prompter.
03:39And it was my voice.
03:41The rhythm.
03:42The callbacks.
03:43Even the phrasing.
03:45But I didn't write it.
03:48I asked another writer if they'd submitted it for me.
03:51He just looked at me like I was speaking another language and changed the subject.
03:55No one would say who wrote it.
03:58Then came the party invitations.
04:00They started soft.
04:02A casual,
04:03You should come to my birthday party.
04:05Everyone goes.
04:06I declined politely.
04:08She laughed like I'd told a joke.
04:10The next week, she leaned in during rehearsal and whispered,
04:14Work happens at the party.
04:15You want that promotion, don't you?
04:18The week after that,
04:19she made a joke on stage during a segment about dreams and hard work.
04:24She pointed to me off camera and said,
04:27Some people think they can stay in the waiting room
04:29and still get invited through the gold door.
04:31Bless their hearts.
04:33The audience laughed.
04:34I didn't.
04:35A few days later,
04:36I ran into Javier,
04:38one of the senior writers who'd been there since the third season.
04:41He was chain smoking in the loading dock behind the lot.
04:44Said he wasn't coming back next cycle.
04:47She offered you a cup yet?
04:49I blinked.
04:50What?
04:51You'll know it when it happens.
04:53My advice?
04:54Don't drink it.
04:56Even if it's gold.
04:57Especially if it's gold.
04:58He dropped the butt and walked off.
05:01That was the last time I saw him.
05:03The morning of Ellen's birthday,
05:06she called me into her dressing room.
05:08She was in a silk robe,
05:10eyes fixed on the vanity.
05:12Tonight,
05:13she said without turning.
05:14No excuses.
05:15No more hiding.
05:17You're ready.
05:17I should have said no again.
05:20But something about the way she said it,
05:22like a command disguised as a compliment,
05:25made my stomach turn.
05:27This job was my dream.
05:29I wasn't ready to wake up yet.
05:31So I smiled,
05:33nodded,
05:33and said,
05:34I'll be there.
05:35The birthday invitation
05:37sat in my back pocket
05:38like a live wire.
05:40Every time I shifted in my seat,
05:42I felt it.
05:43Folded cardstock
05:44with Ellen's looping script
05:45on the front.
05:47Wear black.
05:49Bring nothing.
05:51Leave different.
05:53By Friday,
05:53the office had entered
05:54its quiet phase.
05:56That happened before all her parties.
05:59Chatter died down.
06:01People walked faster.
06:03Everyone avoided
06:04direct eye contact.
06:06It was like they knew
06:07something was coming,
06:08but refused to name it.
06:10The day before the party,
06:12I stayed late.
06:13Ellen wanted last-minute punch-ups
06:15on a segment for the Jonas Brothers.
06:17I finished and headed down the hall
06:19towards stage B,
06:21thinking maybe I'd drop the script
06:22on her dressing room desk
06:23and sneak out.
06:25That's when I saw her.
06:27She was standing alone in the hallway,
06:30motionless.
06:32At first,
06:32I thought she was waiting on someone,
06:33but no one else was around.
06:36Her body was turned
06:38slightly toward the wall,
06:39but her head was angled toward me.
06:42Her mouth was slack,
06:44and something thick
06:45was trailing from her bottom lip.
06:47It took me a second to realize
06:50she was drooling,
06:52her eyes locked on mine.
06:54But they weren't
06:55right.
06:57The color was gone.
06:59They were completely black,
07:01like someone had filled them with ink.
07:03No whites,
07:05no shine,
07:06just void.
07:07We all give in.
07:09She said it like a sigh,
07:11her voice lower than I'd ever heard it.
07:13I froze.
07:15My hand tightened around the script pages.
07:17Then, just like that,
07:19she blinked.
07:20The drool vanished.
07:22Her eyes were blue again,
07:23bright,
07:24empty.
07:25You finished the intro for Jennifer yet?
07:28She said,
07:29chipper as ever,
07:30walking past me like nothing had happened.
07:33I stood there long after she was gone,
07:36script still in my hand,
07:37heart hammering behind my ribs.
07:40The next morning,
07:40Daniel,
07:41one of our newer comedy researchers,
07:43didn't show up.
07:44He'd been in charge of organizing
07:45Ellen's flashback clips,
07:47always made her laugh with old bloopers.
07:49Nice guy.
07:51Reliable.
07:52Gone.
07:53No word.
07:54No warning.
07:56His desk was cleaned out by 10 a.m.
07:59A new guy was in his chair before lunch.
08:01I asked around,
08:02but nobody had seen him.
08:03It was like he'd evaporated.
08:05That afternoon,
08:06I walked past Ellen's office
08:07and heard her laughing.
08:09Not her usual laugh.
08:11It was deeper.
08:13Slower.
08:15Like someone was pushing her laughter
08:16through molasses.
08:18Someone was in there with her.
08:20A group, maybe.
08:21Muffled voices.
08:22And every few seconds,
08:23in unison,
08:24they said something.
08:25I stopped.
08:26Pressed my ear against the door.
08:28Be kind.
08:29Be kind.
08:30Be kind.
08:31Over and over.
08:33Perfect rhythm.
08:34Mechanical.
08:35I stepped back from the door
08:36and nearly collided with Stephanie,
08:38the talent liaison.
08:40She looked pale.
08:42Don't listen when they chant,
08:43she whispered.
08:44You can't unhear it.
08:46I tried to quit that night.
08:48Typed up a short email.
08:51Grateful.
08:52Moving on.
08:52And hovered over the send button.
08:54Then I remembered Ellen's face.
08:57Not the one with the black eyes.
09:00The other one.
09:01The one that looked at me
09:02like I was chosen.
09:04A part of me wanted to believe
09:06the drool was stress.
09:08A hallucination.
09:10Maybe I was overtired.
09:11And that's what Hollywood does, right?
09:15It bends reality
09:16until you don't know what's real.
09:18And what's expected.
09:21That night,
09:22Javier texted me.
09:24The same guy from the loading dock.
09:27The one who'd warned me.
09:29All it said was,
09:31still time to say no.
09:32If you drink it,
09:33it won't be you laughing anymore.
09:35I didn't reply.
09:37Instead, I pulled the invitation
09:38from my desk drawer
09:39and opened it again.
09:41Wear black.
09:42Bring nothing.
09:44Leave different.
09:46Somewhere deep in my chest,
09:47something flickered.
09:49Fear, maybe.
09:51Or curiosity.
09:53The night of the party,
09:54I stood outside the gates
09:55for a long time
09:56before buzzing in.
09:58The property was enormous.
10:00An estate tucked behind hedges,
10:02perched on the edge of a canyon.
10:03A place with no address
10:05visible from the street.
10:07The gate opened
10:08before I even touched the intercom.
10:10There were no cars.
10:12No music.
10:13No chatter.
10:14Just dim lights
10:15winding up the driveway.
10:17And somewhere in the distance,
10:19the sound of glasses clinking.
10:21I adjusted my black shirt
10:23and stepped through the gate.
10:24I wasn't ready.
10:25I thought I was.
10:27But no one's ever ready
10:28for what happens inside that house.
10:30The house was unnaturally quiet.
10:33No valet.
10:34No staff.
10:35No music.
10:36Just the soft crunch of gravel
10:38under my shoes
10:38as I walked up the driveway.
10:40Each step echoed in the silence
10:42like I wasn't just arriving.
10:43I was being watched.
10:45The front door was already open.
10:46Not wide.
10:47Just cracked.
10:48As if the house had been expecting me.
10:50I hesitated.
10:52Then stepped inside.
10:54The foyer was dimly lit
10:56with gold fixtures
10:57that looked melted.
10:58The air smelled faintly like honey
11:00and something older,
11:02like parchment
11:03or dust
11:04that had been sealed for years.
11:05A butler appeared soundlessly
11:08wearing all black
11:10his eyes cast down.
11:12She's waiting, he said
11:13and gestured me down the hallway.
11:16I followed the curve of the hall
11:17until I reached a room
11:19that opened into
11:19what looked like a ballroom
11:20though the lights were low
11:22and there was no music.
11:24And that's when I saw them.
11:27They stood along the walls
11:28perfectly spaced
11:29almost like portraits.
11:32Oprah in a black dress.
11:33Her arms folded across her chest.
11:36Steven Spielberg
11:37holding a wine glass
11:38not sipping.
11:39George Clooney
11:40Tyler Perry
11:41Jay-Z
11:42Beyonce
11:43even a former president
11:45stood at the far end
11:46nodding to no one.
11:48They didn't speak.
11:50They didn't smile.
11:51They just watched.
11:53Ellen was in the center of the room
11:55facing away from me
11:56dressed in a deep black suit.
11:58Sharp
11:59tailored
12:00and unnervingly clean.
12:01Her hair was slicked back
12:03and in her hand
12:04she held something small
12:05in gold.
12:07As I stepped in
12:07she turned.
12:09Her smile was wide
12:10but it didn't reach her eyes.
12:12You made it.
12:14She walked over
12:15and held out a porcelain teacup
12:16with a gold rim.
12:18It shimmered faintly
12:19even in the low light.
12:21This
12:22she said
12:22is the moment.
12:25Everyone gets one.
12:26Only the chosen drink.
12:28Once you sip
12:29you'll feel it.
12:30The chain breaking.
12:31The door opening.
12:33Your real career
12:34starts tonight.
12:35I looked at the cup.
12:37The liquid inside
12:37was thick and golden
12:38swirling unnaturally
12:40even though I wasn't moving it.
12:42Like it was alive.
12:44Behind Ellen
12:45the others stepped forward
12:46silently forming a semicircle.
12:49Oprah
12:49Clooney
12:50Beyonce
12:51all watching me.
12:54Expressionless.
12:55Expectant.
12:57I held the cup
12:57my fingers trembling.
12:59It was heavier
13:01than it looked.
13:02Warm.
13:04As if it had just been poured.
13:06But there were no drinks
13:07anywhere else in the room.
13:09You said you wanted to succeed.
13:11Ellen whispered.
13:13This is how you stop waiting
13:14for someone else's yes.
13:16I looked around the room
13:17heart pounding.
13:18That's when it started.
13:19First
13:19just a whisper.
13:21Be kind.
13:22Then again.
13:23Be kind.
13:23Then louder.
13:24Unified.
13:25Be kind.
13:26Be kind.
13:26Be kind.
13:27Over and over.
13:28A dozen voices.
13:29Then two dozen.
13:30Then more.
13:31All of them.
13:31Chanting in perfect rhythm.
13:33Oprah's lips moved in sync.
13:35Jay-Z's.
13:35Even the former president.
13:37Their eyes fixed on me.
13:38Their mouths repeating the phrase
13:39like it was holy scripture.
13:41Be kind.
13:42Be kind.
13:43Be kind.
13:44The air vibrated with the sound.
13:46But it didn't feel kind.
13:48It felt hungry.
13:49I turned back to Ellen.
13:51Her eyes were black again.
13:53But now she was drooling.
13:57A long, clear strand stretched
13:58from her lower lip to her chin.
14:00Her smile twitched.
14:02Wider than before.
14:04Unnaturally wide.
14:05And she kept whispering
14:06beneath the chant.
14:08We all give in.
14:10Eventually.
14:11The chanting got louder.
14:13Be kind.
14:15Be kind.
14:16Be kind.
14:17I raised the cup.
14:19My hand shook.
14:19I stared at the liquid.
14:21For a second, I wanted it.
14:23The freedom.
14:24The success.
14:25The knowing I'd never be
14:26a nobody again.
14:27I could see it.
14:29My name and credits
14:29I hadn't even written.
14:31The private jet invites.
14:32The awards.
14:33The applause.
14:34All I had to do was drink.
14:36But then I looked again.
14:38At their eyes.
14:40At how none of them blinked.
14:41How none of them had moved
14:43in the last five minutes.
14:45And something clicked.
14:46They weren't watching
14:47to see me succeed.
14:48They were watching
14:50to see if I'd break.
14:51I lowered the cup.
14:53Stepped back.
14:54Then dropped it.
14:56It shattered on the marble floor.
14:58Splashing the golden liquid
14:59across Ellen's shoes.
15:01The chanting stopped.
15:03For a second,
15:04there was nothing but silence.
15:06And then...
15:07A smile twitched on Ellen's face.
15:10Not rage.
15:11Not disappointment.
15:12Something else.
15:14Satisfaction.
15:15I turned and ran.
15:18Through the hall.
15:19Past the butler.
15:20Out the door.
15:21The night air hit my lungs
15:22like water after drowning.
15:24My legs didn't stop
15:25until I reached my car
15:26at the base of the driveway.
15:28As I opened the door,
15:30something made me turn back.
15:32And there they were.
15:33All of them.
15:34Standing in the doorway.
15:36Silent.
15:37Still.
15:39Smiling.
15:40Watching me go.
15:41I didn't go back to work.
15:42Didn't resign either.
15:44I'd just stopped showing up.
15:46There were no angry emails.
15:47No calls.
15:48Not even a text from HR.
15:50It was like I'd never existed.
15:52One day, my ID badge worked.
15:54The next, it didn't.
15:56No one asked why.
15:57No one reached out.
15:59Not even Ellen.
16:00The day after the party,
16:02I stayed in bed.
16:03The sun felt wrong on my skin.
16:05I replayed everything.
16:07The drool.
16:08The chant.
16:09The way they stared at me
16:10like I'd interrupted
16:11something ancient.
16:13For a week,
16:14I didn't leave the apartment.
16:17Then the news hit.
16:18The Writers Guild
16:19announced a strike.
16:21Effective immediately,
16:23all shows would go dark.
16:25Pickets were forming.
16:26Writers were demanding fairness.
16:29But the timing,
16:30it felt orchestrated
16:32like the party was a final test
16:34and I'd failed.
16:35I started reaching out
16:37to contacts,
16:38old showrunners,
16:40streaming producers,
16:41indie film folks.
16:43No one returned my emails.
16:45One exec I'd worked with
16:46before finally answered.
16:49Sorry,
16:50I can't be attached
16:51to you right now.
16:52You pissed someone off.
16:54Big.
16:55When I asked who,
16:57he hung up.
16:58For the first time
16:59in my life,
17:00I couldn't write.
17:01Not a sketch.
17:02Not a scene.
17:04Not a line of dialogue.
17:06Every time I opened
17:06a blank document,
17:07I heard it.
17:07That chant.
17:08Be kind.
17:09Be kind.
17:10Be kind.
17:11It followed me into dreams.
17:13Into showers.
17:15Even into the moments
17:15where I thought
17:16I was healing.
17:18Rent got harder.
17:19I started freelancing
17:20on spec pilots.
17:21Low paying,
17:22no credit stuff
17:23for upstart companies
17:24and desperate showrunners
17:26trying to get greenlit.
17:27It was work,
17:28but it felt hollow.
17:30Like I was riding
17:31through glass.
17:32Sometimes,
17:33I caught myself wondering,
17:35what if I'd said yes?
17:37What if I'd taken the drink?
17:39Would I be on a yacht
17:40right now?
17:41Would I be the one
17:42whispering,
17:43be kind to the next
17:44poor kid with a dream?
17:46It wasn't until
17:47a few months later
17:48that I noticed
17:49the people around me
17:50changing.
17:51An actor I knew.
17:52Decent guy,
17:53barely scraping by.
17:55Landed a Marvel role
17:56overnight.
17:57No audition.
17:58Just
17:58got it.
18:00I called to congratulate him.
18:03It's wild, man,
18:04he said.
18:05You just have to show up
18:07to the right party.
18:08Then he paused.
18:10You should have come
18:11when you had the chance.
18:13I didn't know how he knew,
18:15but he did.
18:16The paranoia set in quietly.
18:17At first,
18:20I thought I saw
18:20Ellen's face
18:21in a billboard reflection.
18:23Then again,
18:24in a car window
18:25on sunset.
18:26Then I stopped
18:27using mirrors altogether
18:28for a few days.
18:30I knew it was irrational.
18:32I knew I was spiraling.
18:34But that's the thing
18:35no one tells you
18:36about saying no to them.
18:38You don't just lose a job.
18:40You lose the version of you
18:42they were going to let exist.
18:44One night,
18:44I was walking back
18:46from a gas station run,
18:473 a.m.,
18:48half awake,
18:49and I passed
18:50a homeless man
18:51curled up on the sidewalk
18:53near my block.
18:54He opened one eye
18:55as I stepped past
18:56and whispered,
18:57we all give in.
18:59I froze,
19:00turned,
19:01but he was already
19:03asleep again.
19:04I started seeing
19:05the pattern.
19:06The ones who said yes,
19:08they were all shiny,
19:10glossed over smiles,
19:12unnatural posture,
19:13always laughing
19:14but never laughing
19:15at anything real.
19:16Like their mouths
19:17remembered how,
19:19but their souls
19:19had forgotten why.
19:21A year passed.
19:23Then two.
19:24The world moved on.
19:26Ellen's show ended.
19:28A public fall from grace.
19:30Articles about toxic behavior,
19:32cancel culture,
19:33exit interviews.
19:35But I didn't feel relief
19:36because I knew
19:38that wasn't the end.
19:39It was a costume change,
19:41a new stage.
19:43The real play
19:43always happened off camera.
19:46Sometimes I still
19:46hear her voice
19:47when I'm half asleep
19:49or standing in line
19:50at CVS
19:51or watching the blank
19:52cursor blink
19:53on an empty script page.
19:54You're ready.
19:55Drink,
19:56be kind,
19:57and worst of all,
19:58we all give in
19:59eventually.
20:01I moved twice.
20:02Different cities,
20:03different coasts.
20:05Changed my number.
20:06Scrubbed my credits
20:07from IMDb.
20:09Started telling people
20:10I wrote ads
20:11for furniture stores.
20:12Hollywood forgot me.
20:14And that was the point.
20:15Sometimes I'd see
20:16Ellen's name trending,
20:18usually bad press.
20:20A behind-the-scenes documentary,
20:21a staffer's memoir.
20:23Those articles
20:24would light up for a day,
20:25then vanish,
20:27just like the staffers had.
20:29But I knew better
20:29than to click.
20:31That wasn't news.
20:33That was bait.
20:34I settled into freelance work,
20:36punching up sitcom pilots,
20:38ghostwriting stand-up bits
20:39for washed-up comics
20:40trying to rebrand.
20:42I kept my head down,
20:44paid my rent,
20:45ate cheap.
20:46Every time I passed a mirror,
20:48I checked my eyes.
20:49Still mine.
20:50Still normal.
20:52Still alone.
20:52Then,
20:54last week,
20:56it arrived.
20:57No knock.
20:58No email confirmation.
21:00Just a small box,
21:01sitting neatly at the edge
21:02of my welcome mat
21:03like it belonged there.
21:04The label was handwritten.
21:06Just my name.
21:08No address.
21:09No postage.
21:10I brought it inside
21:11like an idiot.
21:12It was heavier
21:13than I expected.
21:15The kind of heavy
21:15that feels intentional.
21:17Weighted.
21:18Like it was meant
21:19to be held.
21:20Inside was a porcelain teacup.
21:23White with a gold rim.
21:25Slightly chipped.
21:27The same kind Ellen
21:28had handed me
21:28the night of her party.
21:30No note.
21:31No explanation.
21:33Just the cup.
21:34Immaculate.
21:36Uncracked.
21:37Like it had never shattered.
21:39Like it had followed me.
21:41I turned it over in my hands,
21:43checking for some kind
21:43of prank branding.
21:45Maybe a cruel joke
21:46from an old co-worker.
21:47That's when I saw the writing.
21:50It wasn't on paper.
21:52It was scratched
21:53into the underside
21:53of the cup
21:54in delicate,
21:55perfect cursive.
21:57Be kind
21:58and give in.
22:00My hands went cold.
22:03I dropped the cup
22:03into the sink
22:04and backed away.
22:06Watched it sit there
22:07under the faucet
22:07like it was still waiting.
22:10Waiting for me
22:10to finish what I started.
22:12I didn't sleep that night.
22:15Every sound
22:16in the apartment
22:16felt closer.
22:18Every creak
22:19in the walls
22:19sounded like her voice.
22:22The next morning,
22:23I opened my front door
22:24to get air
22:24and found another box.
22:26Smaller this time.
22:28Inside,
22:29a single matchstick
22:30and a note.
22:32This one was plain
22:33printer paper.
22:34Folded once.
22:35No signature.
22:37Burn it if you're sure.
22:38But remember,
22:40the door doesn't close.
22:41It waits.
22:43That's the thing
22:43no one tells you.
22:45It's not just
22:46about saying no.
22:47It's about
22:48what they leave behind
22:49when you do.
22:51Some nights,
22:52I still dream
22:52I'm back on set.
22:53Ellen's holding out
22:54the cup,
22:55drooling,
22:56grinning,
22:57and I don't drop
22:58it this time.
22:59I drink.
23:00And suddenly,
23:01everyone's clapping.
23:02My phone's ringing
23:03with offers.
23:04I'm laughing louder
23:05than I've ever laughed
23:06because now
23:07I understand the joke.
23:09But when I wake up,
23:10I'm still here.
23:11still me.
23:12Still haunted.
23:14And the cup
23:14is still in my
23:15kitchen cabinet.
23:16I didn't burn it.
23:18I couldn't.
23:20Because part of me,
23:21the part that almost
23:22said yes,
23:23still wonders.
23:24What if?
23:26And that's the truth
23:26no one wants to admit.
23:28Ellen didn't make me
23:29a victim.
23:30She made me a question.
23:32And that question
23:33follows me
23:33everywhere I go.
23:35They call it kindness,
23:37but it's hunger.
23:38And I still hear it
23:40whispering at night.
23:41And I still hear it
23:43whispering at night.