Rope

It's more.

It's the signature of the artists.

Not having it would be like, uh...

Painting the picture and not hanging it?

That's not a good choice of words.

It may end up too choice,

thanks to the party.

Oh, rot. This party will be

the most exciting ever given.

- With these people?

- Oh, they're a dull crew.

The Kentleys couldn't be duller if

they tried, but we did have to have them.

After all,

they are David's mother and father.

That doesn't make them

any easier to talk to.

Don't worry.

Janet'll be buttering them up, poor girl.

She's banked everything

on hooking David.

Somehow, I don't think

she's going to succeed.

- Do you?

- No, somehow I don't.

Well, she can switch back

to Kenneth tonight.

You must admit, it was most considerate

of me in view of recent events to...

- Phillip?

- What?

- Take the other one.

- What for?

Never mind. Come with me.

- What's this all about?

- You'll see. It's brilliant.

What the devil are you doing?

Making our work of art a masterpiece.

- Brandon, you're going too far.

- Why? What do you mean?

I just thought it'd be nice

to have supper in here...

on this.

Isn't it a good idea?

Well, at least this way

no one will try to open it.

I don't think you appreciate me, Phillip.

I'm beginning to, Brandon.

Come on, we don't have much time.

Mrs Wilson will be back soon.

Did you forget to borrow her key?

I might've known -

I didn't forget. I have her key.

- Oh, good.

- How are you going to explain this?

- I'm not.

- We've got to have some excuse.

- We can't leave our guest alone.

- We must have an excuse for the others.

Let me think.

Really, you get much too upset

much too easily, Phillip.

We have a very simple excuse

right here.

What are you worrying about, Phillip?

Mr Kentley's coming

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