I've been wanting to leave television for quite a long while. The only reason I've stayed around all these years is because I didn't have a… a big finish for my act. Come to think of it, I never really had a beginning, either. But, uh, this is the last show for perhaps ever, I don't know. Some people, I know, expect a tearful farewell and others, I'm sure, gleefully expect me to take a jab at the network or swing at some newspaper. I'm going to disappoint both of you tonight.
Like anybody, I would like to live a long life. Longevity, has its place, but I'm not concerned about that now. I just want to do God's will. And he's allowed me to go up to the mountain. And I've looked over and I've seen the Promised Land. I may not get there with you, but I want you to know tonight that we as a people will get to the Promised Land!
We have pictures of you so-called mooners. And just because the pictures aren't of your faces doesn't mean we can't identify you. At this very moment those pictures are on their way to Washington where the FBI has experts in this type of identification. If you turn yourselves in now, you may escape a Federal charge.