火车情杀案 (1962) 5.9

Ackenthorpe: Don't you think I've seen a corpse before? Be one myself soon! Hillman: Don't think I won't tell him, neither. Alexander: Despite the double negatives, I'm sure you will. Ackenthorpe: If you don't shut those windows you'll be fired. Miss Marple: In that case I shall require four weeks' wages in lieu of notice. Ackenthorpe: Get out of my sight, woman! Miss Marple: With pleasure! Craddock: Have they got any other servants? Miss Marple: Yes they have, Inspector. Craddock: Good Lord! You! Miss Marple: Yes. Dottie old me. Mr. Stringer: Miss Marple, whatever it is: no, no, no. Ackenthorpe: There is one thing I cannot tolerate, and that is impertinence. Miss Marple: Well, we should get on admirably. Neither can I! Mr. Stringer: What a frightful looking man. Miss Marple: What a frightful looking dog. Ackenthorpe: Cod's as good as lobster any day, and much cheaper. Miss Marple: Well, that depends on whether or not one has a palate unsullied by cheap opiates. Ackenthorpe: If you mean what I think you mean, I'll have you know this cheroot cost two shillings! Miss Marple: Yes. Quite. Ackenthorpe: Marple her name, marble her nature. Alexander: Nostalgia, you know. A failing of the old, I suppose. Cedric Ackenthorpe: Still getting shot with revitalizers, Father? Ackenthorpe: I'd take anything to outlive you lot, and keep my property from your thieving hands. Ackenthorpe: I live here because I want to, not because I can afford it. Miss Marple: A policeman's work is never done. Miss Marple: I'm afraid I never can resist my own pie, Inspector. Anybody else's, of course. Alexander: You know, it isn't just that you don't look like Jane Mansfield. You're not *my* idea of a maid, either. Miss Marple: Well, quite honestly, I don't think *you're* everybody's idea of a boy. Dr. Quimper: You're going to live to be a hundred in spite of anything I can do. Alexander: I thought discretion the better part of valor, Jane. Ackenthorpe: I hope it'll be a long time before I have to put up with the whole pack of them again. Miss Marple: Not a very nice way to talk about one's family. Ackenthorpe: Not a very nice family. Craddock: With holding information from the police is a very serious matter. Miss Marple: Oh, I know, Inspector, and I'm most awfully sorry. Will you take tea? Albert Ackenthorpe: I've just been thinking. If that woman was foreign . . . Cedric Ackenthorpe: You should think of women more often, Albert. It might bring about some interesting changes in you. Albert Ackenthorpe: I know it's laughable -- Cedric Ackenthorpe: I agree. Ackenthorpe: Well, I've decided to marry you. Miss Marple: Well, I'm honored, of course. Ackenthorpe: Of course you are, but come to the point. Miss Marple: I'm afraid that cannot be. Ackenthorpe: Why?! Miss Marple: Well, if ever I do embark on such a venture, there is someone else. Ackenthorpe: Nonsense! I don't believe it. Who on earth would have you?