Tate: [o.s.] Yeah?
Julius: It's Julius. [latches rattling]
Tate: Hey, Mr. Julius, how you doing?
Julius: Hey. Um... My-my wife said she heard sounds and it's keeping her up.
Tate: Sounds? I didn't hear anything. [silence]
Julius: Look I, um... You know what? If... If you hear something, just let me know.
Tate: Will do, Mr. Julius.
[later, as Julius returns to his bedroom]
Rochelle: So what's he doing?
Julius: Nothing. Go to sleep. Did you put latches on the door upstairs?
Rochelle: No, why?
Julius: [grunts as he stretches] Oh, nothing.