Murder by Death
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:58:02
Then they steal the clothes
and bring the body back.

:58:06
-Who would do that?
-Possibly a deranged dry cleaner.

:58:10
What about the gunshots?
:58:12
Why shoot him
when he's been poisoned?

:58:15
We heard shots, but l don't see bullet
holes. Not on his head or chest.

:58:19
-Look all over him.
-All over his body?

:58:23
Somebody has to.
I'm standing guard.

:58:25
I'll stand guard. You look.
:58:27
We'll take turns.
:58:29
You look over the first dead
naked body, l'll look over the second.

:58:36
Hurry up.
We only got eight minutes.

:58:45
See anything?
:58:47
No, l don't see
a bullet hole anywhere.

:58:50
-Hold it. I see something.
-What is it?

:58:53
Forget it.
Not a bullet hole.

:58:56
If he wasn't plugged,
what about the shots?

:58:58
-Divide and conquer.
-What?

:59:01
Another diversion.
:59:02
He gives us meaningless clues,
dangles red herrings...

:59:06
...bedazzles us with banalities...
:59:08
...while seconds tick away
towards the terrible murder.

:59:12
You're good. Not my kind of cop,
but smart, and you smell good.

:59:16
You're not a pansy,
but what the hell are you?

:59:19
Classy, l suppose.
:59:21
-Dames fall for a guy like you.
-I don't see--

:59:24
Ever make it with a waitress?
:59:26
A waitress.
Big, fat waitress.

:59:29
I don't know about society dames...
:59:32
...but you ain't had it till you
made it with a big waitress.

:59:36
If you're ever interested,
you give me a call.

:59:44
Bizarre little twit.
:59:46
I'm still not sure about this guy.
:59:56
-What are you doing?
-I have to wash--

:59:58
I'll be out in a minute.

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