Open it.

Don't.

We've got to see if there's anything- I know.

But not just yet.

Let's stay this way for a minute.

Phillip, we don't have too much time.

It's the darkness that's got you down. Nobody ever feels really safe in the dark.

Nobody who's ever a child, that is. I'll open these, all right?

There, that's much better.

What a lovely evening.

Pity we couldn't have done it with the curtains open in the bright sunlight.

Well... Can't have everything, can we?

We did do it in daytime. All right now, Phillip?

Yes. Good. You better put those away.

Put them in my checkbook drawer behind that metal box.

Now... it's a museum piece now.

We really should preserve it for posterity,

except, it's such good crystal and I'd hate to break up the set.

Out of this, David Kentley had his last drink.

It should have been ginger ale or even beer.