Murder Most Foul
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- Oh?
- Yes.

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Could you believe in Miss Marple
as a lady detective?

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I don't know any lady detectives.
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Maybe not, but what do you think?
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She's hardly typecasting.
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You 're quite wrong. She's perfect.
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- What are you getting at?
- I have an idea!

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Keep the theatre closed till Monday,
let the publicity build up,

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then reopen
with Out Of The Stew Pot.

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That old potboiler!
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A murder mystery! We've got
one of our own. Why not put one on?

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You may have a thought here.
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With Miss Marple
as the Honourable Penelope Brown.

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Now I do see what you mean.
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Yes, by Jove, it's brilliant!
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- You 're familiar with it of course?
- No.

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A classic of its kind.
I'll fetch the scripts.

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Ralph, call the theatre.
Tell them we're rehearsing all week.

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Mr Cosgood!
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I wouldn't think I'm anyone's idea of
a detective.

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Not anyone's, Miss Marple,
but you 're mine.

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You 're certainly mine.
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And mine.
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Spotlight!
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Get it on me... and keep it on me.
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Now you 've all read the play.
Let me put you in the mood.

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The scene is a filthy attic in Soho
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in the very heart
of London's square mile of vice

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and worse, a dim figure is flitting
about the stage - that's you, Bill.

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You play Sidney,
assistant to Penelope Brown -

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amateur criminologist -
that's you, Miss Marple.

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Sidney is looking for something...
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searching... searching...
searching...

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A noise!
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A step on the stair outside.
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I, as the father, am about to enter
with my delinquent son, Stanley -

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that's you, Arthur.

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