Zeus: Wait a minute, wait a minute, it's a trick! I forgot about the man.
John McClane: Man? What man? Fuck the man! I got 10 seconds here!
Zeus: The riddle begins, "As I was going to St. Ives, I met a man with seven wives!"
John McClane: So?
Zeus: So, the guy and his wives aren't going anywhere.
John McClane: What are they doing?
Zeus: Sitting in the fucking road! Waiting on the moors! How the hell should I know?