I did my part for homeland security, when we got on the train, there was a brown bag on the floor, swiss air travel bag from the 70s. This girl goes, "is that yours?" and I say, no, i thought it was yours. so everyone starts staring at the bag. Two guys move to the far end of the train,. and everyone is just staring at it. When the train stops, the girl gets off. I say, "does this bag belong to anyone?" Everyone nods no, and hides their heads. So I throw it out the door, to cheers! and the girl jumps back in the train, and we leave. Thus leaving the old folks on the platform to die of heart attacks. Oh well, ya do what ya gotta do.