:54:07
You left them in that beautiful coat.
:54:09
- Oh, my God.
- Let's have you out of that car,
shall we ?
:54:13
Those lovely boots back on again, please.
:54:37
Now, of course, the only question
left to be decided is where
the Police shall find you.
:54:41
Of course, you could be lying sprawled
over the desk in the study,
:54:45
like countless colonels
in countless studies,
:54:48
or propped up in the log
basket like a rag doll.
:54:51
Which do you fancy--
early Agatha Christie or
vintage S.S. Van Dine ?
:54:55
You're talking of a murder, of killing
a real man ! Don't you understand ?
:54:59
Perhaps I shouldn't use a gun at all.
Perhaps, best of all,
:55:02
A real 1930s murder weapon,
the Mashie Niblick.
:55:05
I've got one in my golf bag.
:55:29
Dear old Mashie Niblick.
:55:33
I think you'd be found in the
fireplace in a fair old mess.
:55:37
The body lay on its back, its limbs
grotesquely splayed like a broken puppet.
:55:42
The whole head had been pulped
as if by some supernatural force.
:55:46
"My God," breathed the Inspector, blanching.
:55:49
"Thompson, you'd better get a top yourself."
:55:52
"Excuse me, sir, but was all this
violence strictly necessary ?"
:55:56
"I'm sorry, Inspector.
:55:59
I'm afraid I lost control of
myself when I saw him handling
my wife's intimate garments."