I don't know, examination I guess. And then they put the jump suit back on me again. I went through the compound - I remember somebody shouting, Jim don't let them break you.
They put chains on me; they chained my waist, my legs. Put me in the back of a squad car, and I literally blacked out. I didn't even - there's whole pieces missing.
I write about it in the book and, you know, explain that. But that was the technicality that actually got my sentence reduced - that Alan Dershowitz used to have my sentence - it came down eventually to eight years.
My dream became bigger and bigger. And the box got bigger than the message, than the Gospel.
The box got bigger, the outside, the buildings. And all that we were doing. I had to raise about $1 million every two days just to stay alive.
They've all been through bad things. So bad things happen to people. They happen to all the great men of God.
I called the doctor, during writing the book, the psychiatrist who treated me at that time, Dr. Jackson. And I said, Dr. Jackson, whole pieces are missing. I don't understand what happened to me.
I don't think you ever know, until it was over, until the very last. But near the last months, it was getting more and more strenuous.