Michael Anthony: [Anthony enters the study to discover Tipton, seated in a high backed chair at his desk, reading a book. Only Tipton's left hand is visible to viewers] You sent for me, sir?
John Beresford Tipton: Mike, can you keep a secret?
Michael Anthony: Well, I think I can, sir.
John Beresford Tipton: An important secret?
Michael Anthony: [Becoming taken aback as if he is being chastised] I don't think I've ever revealed anything you didn't want known - have I, Mr. Tipton?
John Beresford Tipton: No, Mike.
[Tipton is toying with Anthony, who doesn't realize it]
Michael Anthony: I hope by now you can trust my sense of responsibility.
John Beresford Tipton: [Chuckles] I do, Mike. But I wasn't thinking of telling for any secrets. I just asked if you had secrets of your own.
Michael Anthony: [Calming down] I imagine almost everyone has a few things they preferred to keep to themselves.
John Beresford Tipton: Of course. I'm not trying to pry. If you weren't good at keeping secrets
[Tipton hands an envelope to Anthony]
John Beresford Tipton: I wouldn't trust this to you.
[Anthony accepts the envelope, smiles, bows, and turns to depart]