Mystery writer Mark Halletti’s ship is about to arrive at the port, but Tony and Margot have their own minds. A year ago, Margot was very dissatisfied with Tony, so he developed feelings with Mark. After Mark returned to the United States, he still had correspondence with Margot. He came to Tony and Margot's house and seemed to get along well with Tony. Tony stays at home alone and does not accompany Margot and Mark to the theater, but finds Rogue Les. It turns out Tony already knew his wife’s secrets and wanted to take away his wife’s property. Under the dual effects of coercion and temptation, Les promised to kill Margot for him the next day. Tony revealed his long and careful plan. He asked Les to use the phone as a signal to kill Margot and create the illusion of a thief entering the house. After all the troubles, Tony finally arranged everything properly. After the phone rang, Les began to take action, but Les was killed by Margot in the fight. Tony rushed home immediately, and before the police came, he created the scene where Les extortion was not possible but Margot was murdered. Under Tony's careful arrangement, all the evidence shows that Margot killed Les. Tony pretended to be miserable, but was already excited about the victory. Just when he was proud, Mark, who was good at reasoning and conceived, and the sergeant of scheming, found clues.
Dial M for Murder movie plot
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Chase 2022-03-23 09:01:40
Smoking your cigarette, drinking your wine, sleeping with your wife, and messing up your perfect plan
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Colleen 2022-01-27 08:06:55
Hearty reasoning, perfect stage style, I hope Fatty combines experimentation with endurance ingeniously; but, I am afraid that no country will release death row prisoners one day before execution, right? Small mistakes, small shortcomings.
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Mark Halliday: What is all this?
Chief Insp. Hubbard: They talk about flat-footed policemen. May the saints protect us from the gifted amateur.
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Margot Mary Wendice: How long have you known this?
Chief Insp. Hubbard: Did you suspect it yourself?
Margot Mary Wendice: No, never. And yet... What's the matter with me, Mark? I don't seem able to feel anything.