Murder Most Foul Page #5
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- 1964
- 90 min
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'And a woman screamed
'And the lights went up
and two men lay stiff and stark
'Pitched on his head and pumped full
of lead was dangerous Dan McGrew
'While the man from the creeks
'lay clutched to the breast
of the lady that's known as Lou
'I'm not as wise
as the lawyer guys
and pinched his poke
'Was the lady that's known as Lou.'
Are you still there?
- You were joking, of course.
- Joking? Indeed, I was not.
Oh, then I am not joking
when I tell you
that if you persist
in joining our profession,
your wisest course is to register
at once for unemployment pay.
That will not be necessary.
I am of independent means.
- Dear lady, I didn't finish.
- You made your view quite clear.
No, no, no. I was about to say that
your performance had great merit.
Your choice of material let you down.
Yes, definitely duchess parts,
regal roles.
I see you with other material
performing like an angel.
Angel?
Is not that the term for
a backer of theatrical enterprises?
Droll, very droll.
I meant that you have a lot
to offer the theatre, Mrs Marble.
- Miss Marple!
- I'm delighted to hear that.
The marital knot is often the bolt on
the door to the room at the top.
Do I take it you are offering
me employment, Mr Cosgood?
Well, as to that,
not exactly employment.
the lines of an apprenticeship.
Unpaid?
Well, in a word, yes.
I accept.
Splendid, splendid.
Welcome to the Cosgood Players.
Well, now as to lodgings,
I prefer to live
cheek by jowl with my colleagues.
Naturally. We're at Westward Ho,
Prescott Street.
Mrs Harris is an excellent landlady.
Good, well, I'll just pick up my
baggage at the YMCA. Au revoir.
- Cosgood...
- Drunk again!
Now look here, George...
This man is not drunk, Mr Cosgood.
He's dead.
Poisoned.
Poisoned?
Poisoned.
Arsenic, I'd say.
Nonsense! He drank too much. It's
as plain as the nose on his face.
You say you were on the stage when he
came out from the dressing rooms?
Yes, Inspector.
The curtain is due up in ten minutes
and I now have two roles to play.
There'll be no curtain up today.
My audience will tear the place up!
We'll risk that.
I've got questions to ask.
- Questions? What about?
- A man is dead - it's usual.
Damned inconvenient.
- His dressing room?
- Number two.
Can't you get George off
the stage and come back later?
No, sir. Number two, you said?
- I knew something would happen.
- Really, miss?
Yes, I have premonitions
about these things!
Very interesting.
Well, I told George,
as soon as I saw that strange woman.
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