“I intend to lock my door, so I doubt if I’ll see him or anyone else tonight,” says Eve.
“Well, just in case you do, we’ll be in the observation car at the rear of the train,” replies the detective.
“It’s comforting to know that,” says Eve. “Good night.” The detectives shut the door behind them.
“Still breathing?” Eve whispers to the closed upper berth.
“Either hurry up, or get me a snorkel!” replies Roger.
Eve reaches for her handbag. “I’m looking for the can opener I stole from the porter,” says Eve. She turns the key in the berth lock, and the berth pops open, with Roger sprawled across the bed.
“Hello there!” says Eve.
“Hello,” replies Roger, looking as his now-broken pair of sunglasses. “Tell me: why are you so good to me?” he says.
“Shall I climb up and tell you why?” replies Eve.
The scene fades to the 20th Century Limited plying its way along the Hudson River as the sun sets.