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mainly to look at books.

What could be better than having them

on the dining room table

where the poor old man

can easily get at them.

Considerate, aren't we? (Phone Ringing)

Hello? Oh, of course.

- You start on the books -

- Who is it?

Mrs Wilson.

Brandon?

Brandon!

What the devil?

Don't you have any more sense than to...

What is it?

- Well, go on, yank it out.

- I can't.

If Mrs Wilson were here,

she'd yank it out for you.

A stupid display like that in front of

others will be as good as a confession.

Take these and get ahold of yourself.

If you'd let me keep the light on,

I would have seen it.

Alright! You're perfect.

We have to be, Phillip.

We agreed there was only one crime we

could commit, that of making a mistake.

- Being weak is a mistake.

- Because it's being human?

Because it's being ordinary.

I won't let either of us do -

(Door Buzzer)

You owe me $2.40 for taxis,

including the tip.

If it weren't for the traffic,

I'd have been here a half hour ago.

It's just as well.

We didn't expect you back until now.

I went to five stores

for the special pt we like.

But the prices! I couldn't see any

reason for throwing away good money.

So, I went downtown to that little

delicatessen where Mr Cadell goes.

But I tell ya, the next time

we give a party, I'm only going to -

Good evening, Mrs Wilson.

What, may I ask,

is happening to my table?

We're just moving the things in here.

Well...

I personally

thought my table was quite lovely.

Oh, it was quite lovely.

But Mr Kentley is coming to look

at these old books I had in the chest.

You wouldn't want the poor old man

to have to get on his knees to see them?

Well, I think it looks downright peculiar.

- Peculiar?

- Very.

Particularly those candlesticks.

They don't belong there at all.

On the contrary, I think they suggest a...

a ceremonial altar,

which you can heap with the foods

for our sacrificial feast.

Hmph, heap is right.

Isn't enough room for me to set

things out properly, is there, Mr Phillip?

Oh, you can make it do.

You two'll be the death of me.

What's to be done with the books?

We'll lay them out

on the dining room table.

A crazy idea, if you ask me.

Well, I have too much to do

to discuss this thoroughly, dear.

I still think it's peculiar.

- What on earth is the matter?

- I was sure she'd notice.

- Notice what?

- The rope, of course.

Brandon, we've got to hide it.

- Why?

- Why?

Yes, why? It's only a piece of rope,

an ordinary household article.

Why hide it?

It belongs in the kitchen drawer.

- Mrs Wilson?

- Yes?

There's champagne in the icebox.

- We're not giving them champagne?

- We are.

Oh, it's going to be that kind of party.

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