Postman: I checked with my nephew, it says you're a pickup, not a drop off, let me check.
(Charles tries to stab the postman)
Charles: I can't do it, Rose.
(Rose takes the knife and plunges it into the postman's back, the postman turns to Rose with the open box)
Postman: Ah yes, Thou shalt not take thy Lord's name in vain, thou shalt not covet thy neighbor's possessions, and thou shalt not kill. No wonder you're a pickup.