I like that way of thinking, Wynert. But I don't think there's anything out here to kill us, right? [He laughs, but furrowed his brows as he reached the bottom of the box. He stood up, turning a pistol over in his hand and checking the loaded barrel.] ... Right. Because all families need these.

[Take this, Ned, he's going through another box.] We can't be the only criminals out here, I suppose. Keep that.