Act 1 Flashcards
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Robert/Rachel: Florence!
Sandra: Charley! No! I can’t believe what I’m seeing.
(In the window)
My God, he looks so frail lying there. His skin is cold to the touch
Robert/Rachel: Don’t touch him, Florence.
Sandra: I must!
Robert/Rachel: You mustn’t!
Sandra: You controlling brute/feind, unhand me!
(Robert/Rachel mimes releasing hand)
Oh, who could do such a thing? The night of our engagement party. Cecil, quick! Your brother’s dead.
Robert/Rachel: Hang it all, Charley dead.
Sandra: My fiancé dead, I can’t bear it.
Max: This is unthinkable!
Sandra: This is more than my nerves can take. I simply can’t stand it. Thomas/Mary, I think I’m becoming hysterical!
Robert/Rachel: I mean who on earth would have a motivation to murder Charles Haversham?
Sandra: I can’t imagine!
Robert/Rachel: There, there, Florence, well done, deep breaths.
Sandra: This is terrible, just a week after our engagement.
Max: Make it a double!
Sandra: Oh my Charles! My Charles! My head is spinning!
Dennis/Denise: Another scotch, sir?
Max: Yes!
Sandra: I can’t believe he sat up here alone, drinking, when he was supposed to be downstairs with us.
Robert/Rachel: Hang it, I knew Charley ever since grade school.
Sandra: I don’t know how I’ll ever recover from this.
Max: The night of our engagement party, despair engulfs my soul.
Sandra: But I loved Charles with all my heart.
Trevor: Oh no!
(door chime)
All: The Inspector!
Sandra: Thank heavens he’s here.
Chris: This must’ve given you all a damn shock.
Sandra: It did. we’re all still reeling.
Max: …I’m his brother.
Sandra: I’m Florence Colleymoore. I’m his fiancée. Tonight was our engagement party.
Max: To a man we all loved, to Charles.
All: Charles!
Chris: Delicious.
Sandra: Excellent.
Chris: Before the coroner fully examines the body I wouldn’t like to say.
Sandra: Poison, Inspector? Surely not.
Chris: I’ll speak to everyone individually and then you can get some space to calm your nerves.
Sandra: Thank you, Inspector, this is all more than I can bear.
Max: Well thank God they’ve all gone.
Sandra: Cecil, we must tread carefully. It would be easy for the two of us to become implicated in Charles’ death. If they find out about us, we’ll be suspects.
Max: It doesn’t mean we killed the man.
Sandra: Of course not, but that’s what the Inspector will think.