| PHIPPS: | Man, you nearly scared the living daylights out of my wife. She thought you were a burglar. Here, let me have a look at it. |
| He jiggled the key in the mailbox lock. It wouldn't budge. |
| MACE: | See. The building manager’s always having everything painted twelve times over. Now I can't get to my mail. I'd rather he were never around, like normal managers. |
 |
| PHIPPS: | Wait a minute. Aren't you in number 6? |
| MACE: | Yeah. |
| PHIPPS: | This isn't your mailbox. This is 5. Yours is the next one over. |
| He tried the key in the next mailbox and it opened right up. |
|
