Murder by Death
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:08:02
You're idiot!
:08:10
Sorry, but l see nothing.
This fog's as thick as bouillabaisse.

:08:15
-Nuts!
-I beg your pardon?

:08:17
Nuts, nuts! There are
no nuts in my chocolate!

:08:20
You let that imbecile in the shop
give you raisins.

:08:24
He didn't have any nuts.
:08:27
-The man in the shop?
-That's the reason l took the raisins.

:08:31
Never mind.
:08:33
We'll soon be there for dinner.
Hot soup.

:08:36
Something is not right
in all of this, huh?

:08:39
I can feel it in my bones.
:08:42
-In your what?
-In my bones.

:08:45
Buns? You have buns?
:08:48
You bought buns
and didn't tell me?

:08:50
-Where are the buns?
-No, monsieur.

:08:53
The bones in my body.
:08:55
You shouldn't speak with an accent
when you know l'm hungry.

:09:07
If you ask me, Sam,
this is a wild goose chase.

:09:10
-Nobody asked you.
-Yes, they did.

:09:13
You asked me back there
if l thought--

:09:15
That was then. This is now.
:09:17
Nobody knows
what tomorrow will be.

:09:20
That's the way it is,
whether we like it or not.

:09:23
Sam, l really worry
about you sometimes.

:09:26
Cut the malarkey.
This trip is strictly business.

:09:29
-What do you got on Twain?
-He was born in San Francisco in 1 906.

:09:34
His mother was Catholic,
father an Orthodox Jew.

:09:37
They separated two hours
after the marriage.

:09:39
-Any children?
-Yeah, one daughter, 32.

:09:42
Her name's lrene,
but she goes by Rita.

:09:44
Just like a dame.
Don't stop, angel. You're doing fine.

:09:48
He was arrested in 1 932
for selling pornographic bibles.

:09:52
Charges were dropped when the
church didn't turn over the bibles.

:09:56
There's nothing on him until '46
when he was picked up in EI Paso...


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