I'd like to thank the Academy. I'd like to thank all the little people that made this moment possible. I'd like to thank my Mom and Dad. I'd like to thank all the people who worked on this film, my fellow actors and other flunkies. I'd like to thank the people at KingsIsle for making this forum. I'd like to thank Chrissy for making this post. I'd like to thank Virtuous Anne Radcliffe for setting the standard so high. I'd like to thank Hewlett Packard for making the computer on which I am typing this. I'd like to thank Bonnie Anne, Ratbeard, Egg Shen and all the others for keeping me alive throughout all those great times we've shared together. I'd like to thank the Armada for being such a despicable enemy. I'd like to thank all the message board posters without whom we wouldn't even have a message board. I'd like to thank Mother Earth for supporting life as we know it. I'd like to thank William Shakespeare, well I can say no more about that. I'd like to thank Gilbert and Sullivan. I'd like to thank Chef Boy-ar-Dee. I'd like to thank (in no particular order) Bob the Musketeer, chocolate, Yars, public libraries, ecological cars, Milton Bradley, Tom Tinkley's Yum factory, JK Rowling, JRR Tolkien, Lindsey Davis, Quirky Quinn Quince, Red Blake Percy, Annika and Genevieve, the Chicago Bears, Canada, the United States Postal Service, Martin Luther King Jr, George Washington, Annie Haslam and Renaissance, the Trans Siberian Orchestra, the Beatles, and everyone else who has helped shape this moment in history.

Did I say thank you Bonnie Anne?

Thank you all and good night.

Chrissy,

I am pleased beyond words to remind you of those happy times with your husband, however accidentally. It sounds as if we would have gotten along splendidly. So here's a toast to him. Cheers!