"It's over there," Strange says, as he gestures to a larger looking crate, halfway buried in the sand. Strange brushes some dirt from his hands on his trousers leg as he walks over to that crate.

"Honestly, I'm not going to bother trying to unearth that one entirely. I was thinking of just prying off some of the boards and seeing what spills out."

Mr. No Upper Arm Strength isn't going to bother with things like heavy lifting.