Lincoln: STOP IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIT!!! STOP IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIT!!! *eye twitches* I... I... Don't you hear it?! Yes, I did it! I did it! I took the boots! They're here! Under the carpet! *sobs* Oh, please, make it stop! It's the squeaking of the hideous boots! I'm sorry, but I can't take the infernal squeakin' no more! *lifts up the entire house and digs out the boots, he then puts the house back down, runs into the kitchen and puts the boots into the fryer, they shrink and Lincoln eats them* *burps* The deed is done.