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A real 1930s murder weapon,
the Mashie Niblick.
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I've got one in my golf bag.
:55:29
Dear old Mashie Niblick.
:55:33
I think you'd be found in the
fireplace in a fair old mess.
:55:37
The body lay on its back, its limbs
grotesquely splayed like a broken puppet.
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The whole head had been pulped
as if by some supernatural force.
:55:46
"My God," breathed the Inspector, blanching.
:55:49
"Thompson, you'd better get a top yourself."
:55:52
"Excuse me, sir, but was all this
violence strictly necessary ?"
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"I'm sorry, Inspector.
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I'm afraid I lost control of
myself when I saw him handling
my wife's intimate garments."
:56:03
Oh, it's too bloody elaborate.
I tell you what.
:56:06
I think the scene the Police
find is simply this:
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after the fight, you flee up the
stairs back to your ladder again.
:56:12
Go on, Milo, flee.
Up you go.
:56:15
Up you go.
:56:28
I catch you on the landing, and in
the renewed struggle I shoot you.
:56:34
Nothing succeeds like simplicity,
don't you agree, Milo ?
:56:38
On the morning of his execution,
:56:40
King Charles I put on two shirts.
:56:43
"If I tremble with the cold," he said,
"my enemies will say it was from fear."
:56:46
I will not expose myself to such reproaches.
:56:49
You must also attempt
this anglo-saxon dignity...
:56:53
as you mount the steps to the scaffold.
:56:58
Look...