Murder by Death
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1:04:00
I'm sorry. I forgot.
Come in!

1:04:04
Not sound like cook to me.
1:04:21
Mr. Twain.
1:04:24
You appear to be wrong.
1:04:26
Nobody here murdered.
Please to come in.

1:04:36
Is he dead?
1:04:37
With that in him,
in the long run he's better off.

1:04:40
-Touch nothing!
-Stop that.

1:04:42
We're experienced
criminologists.

1:04:44
I find it insulting and redundant
to say "touch nothing."

1:04:48
-Quiet, woman.
-Up yours, fella.

1:04:51
Most amusing. Bickering detectives
like making giant lamb stew:

1:04:55
-Everything go to pot.
-Be quiet!

1:05:01
Shut up, all of youse!
Nobody move!

1:05:04
-Stay where you are!
-What is it?

1:05:06
I have to go to the can again.
I don't wanna miss nothing.

1:05:10
I'm going too, Sam.
1:05:14
I'd rather do this alone, Tess.
Thanks anyway.

1:05:20
The cook.
1:05:22
What, darling?
1:05:24
It's obvious.
The cook murdered him.

1:05:26
The butler's dead.
All of us were in this room.

1:05:30
No one could get in.
That leaves the cook. Right?

1:05:33
Wrong.
1:05:34
What makes you certain of this?
1:05:37
To drive a knife that far up a man's
back, you need a strong arm.

1:05:41
And this arm don't look
that strong to me.

1:05:44
-Is that her arm?
-It ain't the pussycat's tail.

1:05:49
Don't be alarmed, miss.
It ain't real.

1:05:51
For that matter,
neither is the cook.

1:05:55
I found this
before l got to the can.


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