Murder Most Foul
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You 're certainly mine.
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And mine.
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Spotlight!
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Get it on me... and keep it on me.
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Now you 've all read the play.
Let me put you in the mood.

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The scene is a filthy attic in Soho
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in the very heart
of London's square mile of vice

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and worse, a dim figure is flitting
about the stage - that's you, Bill.

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You play Sidney,
assistant to Penelope Brown -

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amateur criminologist -
that's you, Miss Marple.

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Sidney is looking for something...
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searching... searching...
searching...

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A noise!
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A step on the stair outside.
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I, as the father, am about to enter
with my delinquent son, Stanley -

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that's you, Arthur.
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Arthur!
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Sidney freezes, then darts
to the place of concealment.

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Sorry, guv. Testing.
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You 're back!
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All right,
don't stand about grinning!

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Just testing indeed. Now where was I?
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Ah, yes.
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I come in with my son.
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I beg him to tell the police all he
knows about Rona La Plante's death.

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He sneers at me... rejects me.
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Then the climax of the scene -
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I detect a movement
behind the alcove curtain.

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I cross to it,
pull it aside to reveal...

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...Sidney!
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- What do you want?
- A call for Miss Marple.

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Why didn't you say so?
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Miss Marple,
you 're not in this scene.

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Thank you.
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Take it from my entrance.
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Bill, you 're concealed over here.
Arthur, you and I come in.


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