Stevie: Mrs. Rose, you got out of bed. Sorry, am I interrupting something?
Johnny: No, no, we're just, we're looking for something valuable, and um-
Stevie: Your son?
Johnny: Well, no, a brown bag, as a matter of fact. Well our son, yes.
Stevie: Has anyone heard from David?
Moira: Oh, to be so naive! He's long gone, darling, escaped, and left us all behind.