Murder by Death
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1:17:00
I'm sorry. I can't help it.
I'm old.

1:17:03
No, no. The other kind of gas.
The kind that kills.

1:17:07
-Sometimes my gas--
-It's seeping in through the vent!

1:17:21
It's locked from the outside.
1:17:24
Help!
1:17:25
Doesn't smell that bad to me.
1:17:29
Help!
1:17:43
Did l do right, Sam,
telling them about the gay bar?

1:17:46
Perfect. They took the bait like a dumb
halibut. Let them think l'm a pansy.

1:17:52
While they're suspecting me,
one of them will let his pants down.

1:17:57
Why do you keep all those naked
muscle men magazines in your office?

1:18:02
Suspects.
Always looking for suspects.

1:18:06
What's that ticking sound l hear?
1:18:16
"That ticking sound is a bomb
that will go off in 30 seconds.

1:18:21
-Signed, the murderer."
-The door!

1:18:23
" P.S. The door is locked."
1:18:32
I'm sorry about this, Tess.
1:18:35
-Me owing you all that money too.
-That's all right. What will we do?

1:18:39
I got an idea.
1:18:41
I don't know if this will work.
Turn around!

1:18:44
-I'm turned.
-Whatever you do, don't turn back.

1:18:48
-If anything--
-Do as l say.

1:18:49
-I will, Sam.
-Good. Because l think l'm gonna cry.


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