ACT TWO Flashcards
U.B.: I don’t know!
Which question are you answering?
lights go on
Strangled?!
Ben: There are more important matters to attend to!
Hold it! Let me just get out my notepad-! There, that’s got it! Proceed.
Others Except Alma: Why?
Yes, Chief Inspector, why is it we never allow the body to be moved until it’s been examined?
Ben: … tea was served!
I don’t get it….?
Ben: … with what did Mimosa make the tea?
With the bottled water, of course, Chief Inspector.
Ben: … and then get on again with this investigation.
Do you want me to erase the bit about Mimosa and the tea, or do you want me to turn in an honest report?
Ben: Now, really, Alma-!
Only joking. It’ll spice up my chronicle quite nicely.
Ben: What chronicle?
Well, Hercule Poroh has his Hastings- Sherlock Holmes had his Watson- and you’ve got your Threedle!
Ben: … my departmental exploits?
Who else have I got?
Ben: This is wrong, all wrong!
What is, sir-?
Ben: … I suppose it does!
Let me get this straight, for my official note-taking. You all despised him?
Ben: Who said you were?
You did!
Ben: Nonsense!
It’s right here in my notes, sir!
Ben: … This woman is obviously innocent!
What?!
Remley: Did we miss anything while we were gone?
Inspector Braddock has determined that this beautiful blonde is innocent.
Ben: Is that all you wrote down, Inspector Threedle?
All that wouldn’t make you look like a complete nincompoop!
Remley/Mimosa: No trouble at all!
Benjamin, is that quite- wise?
Ben: Is what quite wise?
Getting the dagger cleaned! There could be fingerprints or something!
Ben: … Probably wasn’t an important clue anyhow.
You hope.
Jasmine: Aaaagh! (#3)
I believe she’s trying to tell us something!
Nancy: … Jasmine is more than merely drunk-?
Well. It’s easy enough to find out.
Dead as a doornail.
Ben: Who would want to murder Jasmine Perdoo?
Such a strong odor of bitter almonds. That bourbon must have been loaded with cyanide!
Fredonia: … The odor of bitter almonds!
So that must have been when the cyanide was introduced into Jasmine’s drink!
Bibi: Which was quite uncharacteristic of the man, oddly enough.
You think he knew the bourbon was poisoned?
U.B.: You will let us know when you do, I hope-?
Careful there- or you’ll be the main suspect again!
Monica: What wife would want an adorable woman in bed with her husband?
She’s got you there, Ben!