"(APPLAUSE)" "(DRUM ROLL)" "The greatest knife-thrower in all the land." "Ladies and gentlemen, please show your appreciation for Castries." "And next, Little Bernard will be eating fire!" "Ladies and gentlemen, Little Bernard." "(INDISTINCT TALKING)" "(HORSE NEIGHING)" "(GRUNTING)" "When do you think they'll get around to playing a proper tune?" "It's innovative, George." "Oh, innovative, right." "Thank you." "Oh." "I can't make up my mind whether he looks vaguely fascinating or fascinatingly vague." "I think you're about to find out." "(PHONE RINGING)" "Hello." "Mrs Bradley." "Inspector Christmas here." "Inspector who?" "Henry Christmas." "We've met before." "Ah, yes." "I'm not interrupting anything. am I?" "Not at all." "I've been re-acquainting myself with one of your books, an intriguing read." "Wait till my memoirs are published." "I was drawn to a particular passage," ""To understand the psychology of the outcast, one must first ask the question" ""has he or she rejected the norms of society or simply challenged them?"" "Unusual theory." "That's why I decided to call you." "I find myself in an interesting predicament." "What makes it so interesting?" "I'm calling from the village of Little Fordham, a young woman was murdered here tonight." "And?" "The murder took place at a circus, it was very gruesome." "The victim, a foreigner it seems, belonged to the show." "I'd have the case solved by now if it wasn't for the other travellers refusing to cooperate." "The phrase "blood out of a stone" springs to mind." "And what makes you think they'll talk to me?" "Facts are my forte, Mrs Bradley." "The psychology of the criminal mind is yours, along with your powers of persuasion." "Almost on a par with yours." "I take it I've managed to spark the flames of your curiosity?" "I'm positively aglow, Inspector." "Can I get the bill, madam?" "# You're the cream in my coffee" "# You're the salt in my stew" "# You will always be my necessity" "# I'd be lost without you" "# You're the starch in my collar" "# You're the lace in my shoe" "# You will always be my necessity" "# I'd be lost without you" "# Most men tell love-tales" "#And each tale dovetails" "# You know each known way" "# This way is my own way" "# You're the sail in my loveboat... #" "The quintessential English village, not the first place one associates with murder, but consider, once the peas have been picked, the cakes baked, and preserves preserved, what else is there to do but die of boredom?" "Or kill to avoid it?" "I've never seen the appeal of circuses meself." "Clowns give me the creeps and the less said about magicians, the better." "What have you got against magicians?" "I was once badly scarred by audience participation." "Really?" "In what way?" "I'd rather we didn't go into it, madam." "Circus performers have always rather fascinated me." "The art of illusion, deception." "It's more practice than art." "I bought this to prove it." "Now, pick a card and don't tell me what it is." "Queen of diamonds." "More practice, perhaps." "Glad you could help out, Mrs Bradley." "We haven't even been able to move the body yet." "You'll want to see it, of course." "Of course." "This way." "Something to pass the time, Mr Moony?" "Moody." "Yes, that's the way these circus performers are." "Better keep yourself amused, no idea how long we'll be." "Someone had obviously decided to give the audience a grand finale." "No murder weapon, no fingerprints." "Most likely motive, robbery." "Her purse was stolen containing the night's takings." "From these wounds, I'd say the attack was hurried, spontaneous." "Not enough bruising to indicate a major struggle." "There's a tiny nick on the neck, not the sort of wound one associates with an attack of this nature." "She was the human target in a knife-throwing act." "The knife probably nicked her during the performance." "If there was a struggle, these would've delivered some pretty nasty scratches." "Rather an ironic death, given the fact that she was so adept at dealing with knives." "The lacerations run from left to right which probably means the killer was right-handed." "I also found this, where she was nicked by the knife." "A scarf?" "Which was part of her costume." "So we're missing a scarf, her purse and the murder weapon." "But to find them, we'll have to get past the travellers first, which is where I need your help." "Has no one ever told you that an eavesdropper never hears anything good about themselves, Mr...?" "Moody, George." "They've got more important things to talk about." "Poor George, feeling left out?" "This must all have come as a bit of a shock for you." "How very observant." "Well, you probably knew the dead girl quite well." "Tell me, what is a chauffeur doing asking questions about a murder?" "Perhaps you'd rather Mrs Bradley talked to you?" "I'd rather nobody talked to me." "Although I must admit, I quite like a man in uniform." "(LAUGHS) Don't worry, George, I'm not going to devour you." "I don't eat meat." "What about the knife-thrower?" "Was he close to Coralie?" "Tsk-tsk, George, curiosity killed the cat." "I've never been over fond of cats." "And we're not over fond of people poking their noses in where they're not wanted." "Just making conversation." "Do you ever take that off?" "It's me own hair." "I suppose they're your own feet." "Would you recommend this?" "I'd recommend that you stay away from us." "Or there could be two dead bodies." "One murder investigation is quite enough, thank you." "If Mrs Bradley and I are to find Coralie's murderer, we'll need your cooperation." "Without it, I'm afraid I'll have no option but to take you to the station for questioning." "It's up to you." "As I said before, Inspector, you won't find the murderer amongst us." "I suggest you look elsewhere." "Are you aware that obstructing the course of justice is against the law, madam?" "Laws made for the likes of you, not us." "I won't give you another warning." "(WHISPERING)" "George, I need your body." "I hope this works." "I hope so, too." "But it's the best way I can think of gaining their trust." "I can't do it." "Not without her." "(GEORGE GASPS)" "Much obliged, madam." "Bravo, George." "Well, there's no point doing these things half-cocked." "They'll be more cooperative now." "Excuse me, we're looking for Little Bernard." "You've found him." "What do you know about Coralie du Bois' background?" "Only that she came over from France years ago." "Paris, I think." "She kept her affairs to herself." "Including her affair with Mr Castries?" "You'd have to talk to him about that." "But she wasn't the only one." "I see an older woman in your life." "Really?" "A millionairess?" "But another gentleman appears." "He may have designs on this lady for whom you have a certain fondness." "Perhaps you could tell me something about Coralie?" "The crystal isn't so clear now." "I warned the poor girl to take care." "The crystal told me she knew the one that took her life." "Was this person close to her?" "Possibly." "To find the killer, do not look under one stone." "But beware... when the moon rises, the killer will strike once more." "I've told you, I'm not going on without her." "What if I were to take her place?" "No one can ever take her place!" "We'd like to talk to you and Mr Castries, madam." "See the others first." "He's too upset to talk at the moment." "Scratches on the back would indicate a passionate relationship, which is why my late husband's body remained totally unscathed." "It looks like Castries may have lost more than just a partner in his act." "Madam Marlene seems keen to take Coralie's place." "Which he clearly doesn't like the idea of." "I can't say I blame him." "She's dangerous with that whip." "I thought all policemen liked corrective discipline." "There are exceptions." "I would say the murder was a crime passionnel." "The lovers argue and the knife-thrower lashes out in the heat of the moment." "Unfortunately the real truth lies with Coralie du Bois." "Who was she?" "What brought her to England?" "Was she always a traveller?" "I'd like to think her epitaph would be rather more than just "murder victim"." "Who knew her best?" "We were closest to her." "She always made a fuss of Daisy." "She gave her this." "It's from Paris." "Everyone here thought the world of her." "What about Madam Marlene?" "Could she have resented Coralie?" "This is in confidence." "She didn't care for her much, no." "See, she's got a soft spot for Castries." "He's always been her favourite, despite his temper." "Despite his temper?" "So, as I thought, probably a lovers' tiff which ended with Castries killing his paramour." "But we still haven't talked to Archie the clown or even Castries himself." "I'll leave that to you, Mrs Bradley, while I search his caravan." "Fine." "How long have you been with this show, Mr Burlington?" "Twenty years." "Before that I was with my father's troupe and we were the best around." "My grandfather once worked with" "Miss Kittie Lindsay's Educated Mexican Donkeys." "If your father's troupe was the best around, why did you leave?" "I was in a double act, but I lost my partner." "Did she disappear?" "She found someone else, a tumbler called Ted." "I told her she was too good for him, but you know how women are." "A man of your experience, you must command a great deal of respect among the other artistes." "I did, when I was the main attraction before Castries came along." "Madam Marlene is very protective towards him." "Besotted with him more like." "I knew it was a mistake letting a woman run this show." "Castries seems to make the most of it." "He won't last, he hasn't the temperament for it." "In what way?" "He's always flying off the handle at the slightest thing, throwing tantrums if he doesn't get his way." "(HORN BLOWING)" "Usual please, Ruby." "I'm surprised you haven't sorted our pest problem yet." "Pests?" "The freaks in that show." "Have you seen it?" "Not my cup of tea." "You didn't miss much." "I'm telling you, they give me the creeps." "Can't you tell them to leave?" "Have you had trouble with them?" "You could say that." "You're on the council, John, there must be something you can do." "Out of my hands, I'm afraid." "Next one's on the house if you manage to get rid of them." "You know how to persuade a man, don't you, Ruby?" "Her past, Coralie ever talk about it?" "All I know is that she was from France and she had Romany blood." "She was born under the stars." "Did you two have a row last night?" "A bit of a barney, something and nothing." "We never got the chance to make it up." "So you were still upset with each other during the act?" "Well, she wasn't her usual self." "Oh?" "She seemed tense." "It wasn't like her." "Whether we'd had a row or not, she was always really calm." "But not last night." "She started to become edgy." "It put me off." "That would account for the small cut to her neck." "I must've lost my concentration for a second." "I think we have our murderer, Mrs Bradley." "It's rather an obvious place to hide something." "He can't have had time to get rid of them." "Are you going to take him in?" "With this evidence, I have no choice." "Would you mind holding this a minute?" "Why is it men assume that women are only impressed by a combination of brains and brawn?" "It wasn't me!" "They're right, of course." "Well, we're quite a team, aren't we?" "You can be the cream in my coffee any day." "Thank you, Inspector." "Well, let's hope we can work together in the future, Mrs Bradley." "I can't wait." "CHRISTMAS:" "Mr Moony." "(CAR ENGINE STARTS)" "MARLENE:" "Take your hands off him!" "You have no right..." "It's obvious it'd be one of them." "Worse than vermin." "I didn't do it!" "I didn't do it!" "He would say that." "You..." "Leave him." "I'm telling you, it wasn't me." "I didn't do it!" "Are you all right?" "I'll live." "Councillor John Forrester." "Best if we move these travellers on, for their own safety." "I understand they'll be leaving tomorrow, now that the Inspector has arrested the suspect." "Not a moment too soon." "Come on, boys." "(CHATTERING)" "It was easier to solve than you thought, madam." "The evidence was right under the Inspector's nose, pure and simple." "Although, as Oscar Wilde wrote," ""The truth is rarely pure and never simple."" "So you think the Inspector could be wrong?" "Well..." "Mmm?" "Castries could easily have killed Coralie during the act and made it look like an accident." "And why hide the evidence in such an obvious place?" "Exactly." "But if Castries didn't do it, who would kill Coralie in such a vicious way?" "Whoever it was, he must have a sick mind." "Or she might have." "(PIANO PLAYING)" "We will remember her with love and affection but take some comfort from the fact that she is now with the Lord." "Forever in our hearts and in our prayers, we will remember her always." "It's like a pauper's funeral." "So much for being equal in the eyes of the Lord." "Some of us are obviously less equal than others, madam." "If we're saying the Inspector's wrong about Castries, who else had a motive to kill Coralie?" "Madam Marlene." "But she wouldn't put the evidence in his caravan," "Castries would be locked up." "GEORGE:" "So which one of them tried to incriminate him?" "If any of them." "So far we've only questioned the obvious suspects." "The outcasts." "Let's take a look at the more respectable locals instead." "Well, Celestine Venus did say we should look under more than one stone." "Oh, yes, and beware the rising of the moon." "Which gives us precisely 1 3 hours." "In that case, one particular stone I think we should be looking under is the Red Lion pub." "Is that really necessary?" "It is if I don't want my takings down." "We don't want no riff-raff here." "It's bad for business." "This is a respectable, friendly place." "So I see." "What can I get you?" "Nothing, thank you." "We're helping the police with their inquiries." "Bit late for that, isn't it?" "They've got the murderer." "Nothing but trouble that lot." "Not a fan of the travelling show?" "What would I want to go and see a load of freaks for?" "So you wouldn't have been at the show on the night of the murder, then?" "No, I was working." "Now, if you don't mind, I've got customers to serve." "She's lying." "Yesterday I heard her say she'd been to the show." "And did you see those nails?" "Possibly Coralie wasn't the only one who was having a fling with Castries." "You think they might've been indulging in some extra-curricular congress?" "A bit of how's-your-father, madam." "Mmm-hmm." "She's a pretty hard-boiled customer." "Maybe we should let her stew for a while then come back and grill her again later." "Good idea." "Meanwhile, I could go and try and find out just how far Castries spread his charms in the village." "See you on the Green." "May I look around?" "Help yourself." "What an extraordinary weapon." "Have you had it long?" "As long as I can remember." "I feel safer having it here, what with this terrible murder." "Particularly with all these strangers around." "And that's just what these travellers are." "Strange." "It's a shame, ruining the peace of your beautiful village." "We're not used to such things in Little Fordham." "Still, at least they've got the killer now." "Did he ever come into your shop?" "No, but she did, the dead girl." "Of course, I kept a close eye on her." "Well, you can't be too careful, can you?" "More evil in her than in a witch, I shouldn't wonder." "Casting her spells on innocent folk like us." "They're all the same." "Young, pretty... (GASPS) Excuse me, I've got something on the stove in the back." "A cauldron, perhaps." "Dare you." "Someone might see." "(IMITATING CHICKEN CLUCKING)" "Can I help you, lads?" "We were only looking, mister, honest." "We've never seen a real Rolls-Royce before." "I think you two had better come with me." "It's just like gliding over ice." "Wait till we tell dad and Mrs Cockerton we've been in a Rolls!" "I saw you with your dad yesterday." "Did he take you to see the travelling show?" "No." "He says we're too young." "Would you like to come back to my house?" "You can have some of Mrs Cockerton's bun loaf." "Can't pass up an offer like that, can I?" "Have you guessed what card I've got yet?" "Ten of clubs?" "Yes!" "How did you do that?" "Mind power." "When are you going to make yourself scarce?" "Make it worth my while." "Make it worth your while?" "Am I interrupting something?" "Yes, him." "I was merely inquiring when the show might be moving on." "We don't want a... repeat performance of yesterday's hostilities." "This was a peaceful village until they came along." "Just because you're a councillor does not mean to say you can order us about." "I've worked with Barnum, you know!" "I wonder if he was violent with him as well." "Do you always greet people in such a cordial fashion?" "This is for protection if you must know." "You can't trust these people." "Anyway, I don't know what you're still snooping around for, they've found the murderer." "Just tying up a few loose odds and ends." "Murder is no business for a woman." "You should be at home, not throwing yourselves under horses and tying yourselves to railings." "Given the choice of staying at home with a man like that or throwing oneself under a horse, I know which I would choose." "Will you show us how to do some card tricks, Mr Moody?" "Maybe later." "Have another slice, George." "No, really." "Go on, you could do with a bit of fattening up." "Thank you." "Is there a Mrs George to look after you?" "No, I'm not married." "I'm divorced actually." "Really?" "It's not easy being by yourself, is it?" "I know I've found it a struggle since my poor Ernest died during the war." "Was he killed in action?" "No." "He choked to death." "On a slice of Madeira." "Can I go and sit in the Rolls again, please?" "Aye, go on, then." "Hooray!" "MRS COCKERTON:" "And don't go breaking anything!" "Sorry." "Go on, just one more." "Really, I couldn't." "I'm not interrupting, am I?" "This is Mrs Cockerton." "We've already met." "Where's Peter and Francis' mother?" "Passed on, poor soul." "John does his best for them, but it's not easy." "It would take someone very special to replace his wife." "Of course, there's been a few who've tried to coax him into marriage." "Silly young articles." "These two claim they had permission to sit in your Rolls." "I hope they haven't been any trouble." "No trouble at all." "Mr Moody drove us right round the village!" "I hope he didn't charge you for it." "I'm not sure if I could foot the bill." "Then it'll have to come out of your pocket money." "I've starched all your shirts and there's vanilla fancies for after tea." "Not for me, thank you, Mrs Cockerton." "I've got to be at the Red Lion later." "No, I haven't forgotten our bike ride." "Bike race." "No prizes for guessing who always comes last." "I think you've made some friends there." "They're nice lads." "It can't be easy not having a mother around." "No." "Did something strike you as rather odd?" "Mrs Cockerton?" "Apart from her." "Did you notice anything missing from the photographs on the wall?" "There weren't any of their mother?" "Mmm." "Too painful a reminder, perhaps?" "The question is for who?" "Mr Forrester or Mrs Cockerton?" "Why would it be painful for her?" "I get the impression she'd do anything to keep women away from John Forrester, even to the point of murder." "Can't you lot read?" "Go on, out!" "These people are friends of mine." "I'd like to buy them a drink." "And have one yourself." "I'll have a large rum, ta." "Oi, Dragon Breath." "Watch it." "Why do you call him that?" "He's a fire eater, isn't he?" "I thought you said you hadn't seen the show." "Someone must have told me." "You gave my billing to Castries." "I want it back, I'm a Burlington." "How much of the show did you see the night of the murder?" "I told you, I haven't seen it." "I don't know why you keep going on about the murder." "The killer's inside and he ain't coming out." "They'll do more than keep him inside if Castries is found guilty." "They'll hang him." "Of course, it's possible that someone is withholding evidence that might save him from such a tragic fate." "Be a terrible thing to have on your conscience," "especially if you knew him well." "MRS BRADLEY:" "Quite." "And that someone may be unaware that withholding information from the police is an offence." "Could be three years in jail." "Minimum." "Can I get you another drink?" "Yeah, that'd be nice." "Top of the bill." "Top of the bill!" "Ha!" "You kill me, Archie, you really do." "Now I come to think of it, I did go to the show that night." "If I tell you, I don't want it getting out round here, right?" "I've got my reputation to consider." "We must leave before it's too late." "Take great care, he's out there somewhere." "I'll come with you, just in case." "Can we go, Tom?" "Come on, then." "I'd been...entertaining that Castries the first night the show came here." "He told me he'd see me after his act the next night." "But when I got there, he couldn't see me." "Didn't want to upset his lady-friend." "He's got more nerve than I thought, showing his face in here." "Be with you in a minute, John." "No one gives me the rub off, so I started to give Castries a piece of my mind, and that's when we heard the scream." "GEORGE:" "Did you see anyone running away?" "No." "Look, I know he's a rat, but I wouldn't want him to hang for something he didn't do." "I'll take that rum, ta!" "So Inspector Christmas was wrong." "Castries can't be the murderer." "(GLASS BREAKING)" "Someone's in a hurry." "He's certainly got a temper on him." "You saw what he was like with me earlier today." "GEORGE:" "Whatever he's up to, he doesn't seem to want us around, does he?" "Come on, before we lose him." "I know he likes to think he's a great magician, but he can't have just disappeared." "(MAN EXCLAIMS)" "(GROANS)" "I didn't do it." "Of course you didn't, Archie." "Give me the razor, Archie." "I didn't do it." "Give George the razor, Archie." "I've got officers all over the area looking for Archie Burlington," "he won't get far." "Especially with feet that size." "Has Castries been released?" "Yes." "Although the natives aren't exactly friendly at the moment." "I'll keep him at the station for the time being." "He's got you to thank for avoiding the hangman's noose." "Good job I got you on the case, Mrs Bradley." "What made you suspect Archie Burlington had been the killer?" "I didn't." "And I've yet to be convinced that he is." "Despite the fact that you found him standing over the body" "with his own knife in his hand?" "Rather too obvious, don't you think?" "And, anyway, the attack on Madam Marlene was far more frenzied than that on Coralie du Bois." "The killer intended to kill." "So you think the second murder was more deliberate, planned?" "Precisely." "It'd be a ridiculous plan for Archie to kill Madam Marlene knowing he was being followed?" "Maybe he wasn't the greatest of planners." "Why would he want to kill her?" "Well, it doesn't look like robbery, he didn't take her purse." "You may have interrupted him as he was about to steal it." "We know he hated women, perhaps that's his motivation." "Archie's misogyny is obvious, whereas an attack of this nature is far more motivated by an internal anger." "An anger usually kept under control unless the man or the woman feels threatened." "So the threat, women in this case, has to be removed?" "Exactly." "So if he feels threatened again, he could kill again." "Very likely." "However, in order to understand this second murder, we must look more closely at the first victim." "Why kill Coralie du Bois?" "If it wasn't simply because she was a woman, what was the reason?" "Unless your doubts about Archie Burlington are vindicated," "I think we should stick with the facts as we know them, the suspect found with his own knife in his hand who's now on the run." "Show time." "The next person to try out his forearm skills will be spending a night at the station." "Until we find the killer, I suggest you all go home and lock your doors." "It should never have come to this." "Under siege in our own homes?" "You should have moved these people on when I asked you to." "As I just said, Mr Forrester, go back home for your own safety." "It doesn't look like there's much else we can do, madam," "not until they've caught Archie." "I suppose not." "You go back to the car, I'll follow later." "I take it you're not entirely convinced by the Inspector's version of events?" "No." "But I am convinced that someone wants us to believe that Archie was the murderer." "Can we go and get some sweets, Mrs Cockerton?" "It's not safe with those travellers out there." "Please, we'll run all the way." "Go on then, but come straight home." "Go out the back way, I've locked the front up." "ARCHIE:" "Drive." "(STARTS ENGINE)" "Where did you find that?" "You should know you can't keep anything from me, John." "Don't try any funny business." "I think that's your job." "(DOORBELL DINGS)" "So, now you've run away from the circus, what are you going to do with your life?" "I'll find something." "It won't be easy trying to find another job when you're on the run." "If the police ever find you, I wouldn't like to be in your shoes." "No offence." "If you gave yourself up now, things would be a lot easier for you." "Maybe it wasn't such a crime after all." "Well, I wouldn't count on a judge agreeing with you." "I suppose I should have just told the truth from the start." "So what is the truth?" "You're right, you should have told us this from the start." "May I come in for a moment?" "Yes, of course." "I didn't realise it was half-day closing." "Was there something in particular you wanted?" "Not really, I just wanted to have a final look round if that's all right." "This is pretty." "It's French, isn't it?" "Yes, I believe so." "Would you excuse me?" "I've just got to see to something in the back." "(SPEAKING FRENCH)" "What?" "I'm sorry, I just assumed you spoke French." "Where are the boys?" "They've gone to the shop to get some sweets." "Where are the boys?" "I told you, they've gone out." "You can't take them." "They're staying with me." "I'm not going to take them." "You love them very much, don't you?" "Yes, of course I do." "They're my whole life." "And you'd do anything to keep them." "Well, that's natural, isn't it?" "Yes." "It took me a while to see the connection between the past and present." "I couldn't see the wood for the trees." "You probably met Coralie in France and you took the name of Forrester as an echo of her name, du Bois, "of the woods", when you returned to England." "Yes." "We got married and lived in Paris." "Why did you take the boys away from their mother?" "She found someone else, in a circus." "She was going to leave me and take them with her." "I should never have married her." "I should have known she'd always be a Romany." "Coralie could never settle with me." "She wasn't a proper mother to my boys from the day they were born." "She could never fit in with your ideals of family and respectability." "She didn't know how to take care of them and love them as I do." "Love?" "She didn't know the meaning of the word." "So you returned to England, assumed a new identity and life and then by some terrible coincidence, the show came to your village and Coralie found her boys again." "I had to stop her." "She wanted them back to live with her and Castries." "And I'd do the same again if anyone tried to take them from me." "I never thought he was the killer, you know." "I just thought he'd taken Coralie's boys away." "Hang on, lads, hang on." "Archie needs a couple of volunteers." "What for?" "He's got a new magic trick he wants to try out." "Now's your chance to learn from a real expert." "Wizzo!" "I can understand why you panicked." "(JOHN'S VOICE FROM THE NEXT ROOM)" "I didn't mean to." "I couldn't believe I'd done it." "(HORSE NEIGHING)" "I planted her purse and the scarf in Castries' knife box to make it look like he'd killed her." "And when that didn't work, you tried to frame Archie by killing Madam Marlene." "Do you know he tried to blackmail me?" "He guessed I knew Coralie." "He demanded money." "He wouldn't go away." "And when Mrs Cockerton found out the truth, you went even further." "She said she wouldn't tell the police if I agreed to marry her." "More blackmail. you see." "(JOHN LAUGHING)" "She said..." "She said the boys needed a mother." "(JOHN LAUGHING)" "That was the last thing they needed!" "(CRYING) I just wanted to be a good father to them." "I thought they'd be with me forever." "Where are they?" "It's all right, John, they're safe." "What have you done to them?" "They're mine!" "They're mine!" "I did love Coralie!" "(SOBBING) The boys are all I've got." "Everything all right, madam?" "Yes, George, thank you." "Although you cut it a bit fine." "Queen of hearts." "Well, you two have obviously been practising." "PETER:" "It's mind power." "You lads take care." "Look after them, Archie." "Don't worry, they'll be all right." "They're practically Romanies, aren't they?" "Good luck." "Thank you." "Goodbye." "Thank you." "Hypothesis." "If those are the outcasts of society, what are we to make of John Forrester, the epitome of respectability?" "As George Bernard Shaw once said," ""The more things a man is ashamed of, the more respectable he is."" "Well, George, has this latest experience helped calm your fears about audience participation?" "I'm afraid it's only confirmed them, madam." "I knew you'd crack the case in the end, Mrs Bradley." "I'm sure there's a lot you can teach me." "Please, call me Adela." "Perhaps you should become a permanent member of my team, Adela." "I wouldn't be here were it not for my loyal chauffeur." "Yes, well done, Mr Moony." "It's Moo..." "I'm just off to make a statement to the press." "Of course, I'll let them know about your invaluable assistance in the case." "Oh, don't trouble, Inspector." "The less I have to do with the press, the better." "I wonder what's going to happen to this place?" "I hear it's to become a butcher's." "Oh." "Think I'd avoid the pain de cervelle a la menagere." "Brain loaf, madam." "# Blue moon" "# You saw me standing alone" "# Without a dream in my heart" "# Without a love of my own" "# Blue moon" "# You knew just what I was there for" "# You heard me saying a prayer for" "# Someone I really could care for" "#And then there suddenly appeared before me" "# The only one my arms will ever hold" "# I heard somebody whisper." ""Please adore me"" "#And when I looked." "the moon had turned to gold" "# Blue moon" "# Now I'm no longer alone" "# Without a dream in my heart" "# Without a love of my own #"