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Capt. Wiles: Blessed are they who expect nothing, for they shall not be disappointed.
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Miss Graveley: How old do you think I am young man?
Sam Marlowe: Hmm... fifty. How old do you think you are?
Miss Graveley: Forty-two! I can show you my birth certificate.
Sam Marlowe: I'm afraid you're going to have to show more than your birth certificate to convince a man of that.
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[Upon finding the Captain dragging a body along the ground]
Miss Graveley: What seems to be the trouble, Captain?
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[the Captain and Miss Graveley have afternoon tea together]
Capt. Wiles: A real handsome man's cup.
Miss Graveley: It's been in the family for years. My father always used it... until he died.
Capt. Wiles: I trust he died peacefully. Slipped away in the night?
Miss Graveley: He was caught in a threshing machine.
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Sam Marlowe: When I saw him, he was dead.
Jennifer Rogers: He looked exactly the same when he was alive, only he was vertical.
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Capt. Wiles: Marriage is a good way to spend the winter.
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[Discussing Jennifer's recently deceased husband Harry]
Jennifer Rogers: You can stuff him, for all I care. Stuff him and put him in a glass case, only I'd suggest frosted glass.
Sam Marlowe: What did he do to you? Besides marry you.
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Sam Marlowe: Perharps I'll come back tomorrow.
Arnie: When's that?
Sam Marlowe: The day after today.
Arnie: That's yesterday. Today's tomorrow.
Sam Marlowe: It was.
Arnie: When was tomorrow yesterday?
Sam Marlowe: Today.
Arnie: Oh, sure. Yesterday.
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Miss Graveley: [to Capt. Wiles] I'm grateful to you for burying my body.
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Capt. Wiles: [after Dr. Greenbow trips over the body] Couldn't have had more people here if I'd sold tickets.
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Capt. Wiles: [as he sees Sam Marlowe coming] Next thing you know they'll be televising the whole thing.
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Sam Marlowe: Let's get Harry and pop him in.
Capt. Wiles: With hasty reverence.
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Jennifer Rogers: I've never been to a home-made funeral before.
Capt. Wiles: I have... it's my third. All in one day...
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Sam Marlowe: You're not supposed to bury bodies whenever you find them. It makes people suspicious.
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Jennifer Rogers: [Sam is kissing her] Lightly, Sam. I have a very short fuse.
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Capt. Wiles: Coming home from Madagascar once we had a fireman on board who hit his head on a brick wall and died two days later.
Sam Marlowe: Where did he find a brick wall on board a ship?
Capt. Wiles: Mmmm... that's what we always wondered.
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Sam Marlowe: I think, Captain Wiles, we're tangled up in a murder.
Capt. Wiles: Murder. If it's murder who dunnit?
Sam Marlowe: Who did it?
Capt. Wiles: That's what I say, whodunnit?
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Arnie: How do rabbits get born?
Sam Marlowe: Same way elephants do.
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Capt. Wiles: I fired three bullets. Three! One for the hunting sign, one for the tin can...
Sam Marlowe: ...and one for the little man who's lying in the grave.
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Miss Graveley: [Arnie puts a dead rabbit on the table while the Captain and Miss Graveley are having tea] What do you call him?
Arnie: Dead.
Capt. Wiles: Where did you get him?
Arnie: I found him.
Miss Graveley: Where did you find him?
Arnie: [Looking at the tea table] In the blueberry muffins.
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Sam Marlowe: Didn't know you had such a pretty mother, Arnie.
Arnie: You think she's pretty, you should see my slingshot.
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Arnie: How come you never came over to visit me before?
Sam Marlowe: I didn't know you had such a pretty mother, Arnie.
Arnie: You think she's pretty, you should see my slingshot.
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Sam Marlowe: All right. If I had my choice, I'd rather be thought a murderer than proved one.
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Jennifer Rogers: It's too late to say prayers. Besides, wherever he's going, he's there now. Bye, Harry. I forgive you.
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Capt. Wiles: Fewer things in life give a man more pleasure than hunting. It satisfies his primitive nature, striding through the woods, picking up his kill.
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Capt. Wiles: [about Miss Gravely] She's a well-preserved woman.
Sam Marlowe: I envy you.
Capt. Wiles: Yes, very well preserved. And preserves have to be opened, some day.
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Capt. Wiles: What in Hades were you doing here anyway? I can't say that I've seen you around here before. No. If you're going to get yourself shot, do it where you're known!
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Miss Graveley: What seems to be the trouble, Captain?
Capt. Wiles: Well, it's what you might call an unavoidable accident. He's dead.
Miss Graveley: Yes. I would say that he was. Of course, that's an unprofessional opinion.
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Capt. Wiles: Do you know him, Miss Gravely?
Miss Graveley: No. Doesn't live around here.
Capt. Wiles: Well, he died around here. That's what counts now.
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Miss Graveley: I'm certainly glad if I helped you, Captain. Perhaps you would care to come over for some blueberry muffins and coffee later on. High-bush blueberries!
Capt. Wiles: Oh, this is certainly something of an interesting surprise.
Miss Graveley: And perhaps a touch of elderberry wine. After all, we've been neighbors for nearly three years now and we've never exchanged social calls.
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Sam Marlowe: You think we'd do any better on Fifth Avenue?
Mrs. Wiggs: If there's more people there.
Sam Marlowe: Oh, lots of people. Hundreds and thousands and billions of people.
Mrs. Wiggs: Well, might be better then.
Sam Marlowe: But what sort of people, Wiggy? What breed? I'll tell you. They're little people. Little people - with hats on.
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Mrs. Wiggs: Oh. Mr. Marlow, it's wonderful.
Sam Marlowe: [turns his abstract painting, that Mrs. Wiggs is holding, downside up] I've been in a tortured mood lately.
Mrs. Wiggs: What is it?
Sam Marlowe: Good old Wiggy, my sternest critic.
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Mrs. Wiggs: I don't understand your work. I think it's beautiful. So does Mrs. Rogers.
Sam Marlowe: Oh! You talk about me? She's the pretty woman with the little boy, isn't she?
Mrs. Wiggs: Mmm-hmm. I only brought up your name once when we were talking about strange people.
Sam Marlowe: Huh?
Mrs. Wiggs: That is, strangers. People she hadn't met yet.
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Deputy Sheriff Calvin Wiggs: Bullets and guns are dangerous. They kill things.
Sam Marlowe: No one around here could hit a freight car with a cannon.
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Miss Graveley: Wiggy. What a perfectly ridiculous little nickname. Do you mind if I call you "Wiggy," Mrs. Wiggs?
Mrs. Wiggs: Not if you pay all your bills on time.
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Capt. Wiles: First thing I seen when I rolled out this morning was a double-breasted robin, drunk as a hoot owl from eating fermented chokecherries. Right away I knew somebody was in trouble. What I didn't know was - that it was me.
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Sam Marlowe: Stands to reason they can't touch you for it.
Capt. Wiles: Nothing these days stands to reason.
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Sam Marlowe: Your conscience is quite clear. You got nothing to worry about.
Capt. Wiles: Sammy, I haven't got a conscience and it's not heaven that's worrying me 'cause I don't expect I'll ever have to face it. And it's none of those noble things you were talking about, no. Nothing like that.
Sam Marlowe: Then what is it?
Capt. Wiles: It's me. It's me that's worrying me. Me and my future life.
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Capt. Wiles: She was downright hysterical with delight.
Sam Marlowe: What was she like?
Capt. Wiles: Pretty as a rainbow. Wish I was two years younger.
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Sam Marlowe: You're beautiful. Wonderful! You're the most wonderful, beautiful thing I've ever seen. I'd like to paint you.
Jennifer Rogers: Was there something else you wanted, Mr. - Marlow, isn't it?
Sam Marlowe: You certainly are a lovely woman. I'd like to paint you nude.
Jennifer Rogers: Some other time, Mr. Marlow. I was about to make Arnie some lemonade.
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Sam Marlowe: Perhaps I've come at an awkward moment.
Jennifer Rogers: If you want to undress me, you have.
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Jennifer Rogers: He was too good to live.
Sam Marlowe: From his looks, he didn't appear to be the kind that was "too good."
Jennifer Rogers: Well, he was. Horribly good.
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Jennifer Rogers: You've got an artistic mind. You can see the finer things.
Sam Marlowe: When I'm lucky.
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Jennifer Rogers: Harry the handsome hero. Harry the saint. Harry the good.
Sam Marlowe: I didn't catch his last name.
Jennifer Rogers: Harry Worp.
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Jennifer Rogers: This is what happened. I was in the hotel room alone. I put on my best nightie. You understand?
Sam Marlowe: Perfectly.
Jennifer Rogers: Although I had no true feeling for Harry, I had worked myself into a certain enthusiasm because I thought he loved me.
Sam Marlowe: Must have been hard work.
Jennifer Rogers: There was a full moon, and I sat by the window because I thought it would show off my new nightie to advantage.
Sam Marlowe: Naturally.
Jennifer Rogers: I don't know why I'm telling you all this.
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Jennifer Rogers: This was a terrible truth. The truth about Harry.
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Miss Graveley: Let's get back to our little problem. Harry. What's going to become of him?
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Capt. Wiles: I don't want to talk about your affairs. I've got affairs of my own.
Sam Marlowe: You mean my protégée?
Capt. Wiles: Come again?
Sam Marlowe: Miss Gravely. The lady that I renovated down at Mrs. Wiggs' this afternoon. A most remarkable reversion to femininity.
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Capt. Wiles: She's a very nice lady, Sam. Very nice.
Sam Marlowe: We're all nice! I don't see how anyone could help but like us.
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Capt. Wiles: There's nothing like finding yourself in love. No, it adds zest to your work. Zest. Zest.
Sam Marlowe: I think I've had enough zest for a while. Let's sit down and rest, huh?
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Sam Marlowe: Whether you killed him or not, you've incriminated yourself. You'll have much more of a job explaining a body you didn't kill and buried than a body that you killed accidentally and buried.
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Sam Marlowe: You're not supposed to bury bodies whenever you find them. It makes people suspicious. Supposed to tell the police or advertise or something.
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Capt. Wiles: What are you thinking, Sammy?
Sam Marlowe: I think, Captain Wiles, we're tangled up in a murder.
Capt. Wiles: Murder? If it's murder, who done it?
Sam Marlowe: Who "did" it?
Capt. Wiles: That's what I say, who done it?
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Miss Graveley: He very definitely pulled me into the bushes.
Capt. Wiles: Yes?
Miss Graveley: I came out again.
Capt. Wiles: Go on.
Miss Graveley: He pulled me back.
Capt. Wiles: Twice.
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Miss Graveley: He swore at me. Horrible, masculine sounds. I didn't understand them, of course.
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Jennifer Rogers: It's funny, but, I feel awful comfortable with you, Sam.
Sam Marlowe: You know, I feel the same way, too. It's a good feeling, feeling comfortable with someone who feels that way, too.
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[first lines]
Harry Worp: Okay, I know how to handle your type!
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[last lines]
Miss Graveley: What was it?
Capt. Wiles: A double bed.
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Dorothy 2022-04-28 06:01:02
The suspense party of the living triggered by the dead body case against the picturesque background. Hitchcock buried a bizarre death deep in the soil of black humor, but after digging it out, it bore two flowers of love. Open a brain hole, all the characters here, except the corpse, may be insane, shivering with fear and fear.
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Genoveva 2022-04-28 06:01:02
Color comedy suspense film. When Xi was fat, he probably returned to the basics and began to pay attention to the daily life of ordinary people. He portrayed the complex and changeable mentality of the inhabitants of the small town, and borrowed the corpse of a foreigner to gradually reveal the relationship with the corpse. Everyone in, the three-digging and three-buried paragraphs, and those witty dialogues, can be called a painting of township customs. The scenery on the Mid-autumn day of the PS movie is so beautiful that every frame can be used as a wallpaper.