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How did you know we said that?

None of you even met him till tonight.

slipping used greenbacks in plain envelopes

Thank you, Yvette.

Her husband, the senator, has influence over defense contracts.

"Well, I had to stop her screaming."

Who cares? That guy doesn't matter.

You killed the motorist when we split up to search the house.

I was listening.

- No thanks to you. - What do you mean?

and to free all of you from the same burden of blackmail

You may use the one in the...

Who had access to the candlestick?

All right, I made a mistake.

But I think there's a phone in the lounge.

With the murderer?

Please! I've never heard anything so ridiculous!

What could be more American than that?

"Because Mr. Boddy will bring to an end a certain long-standing, confidential,

This chair was vacant.

or Colonel Mustard's work with the new, top secret fusion bomb?

Mrs. Peacock was a man?

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Why? What did he do?

I don't know! But any of you could have picked it up.

And Mrs. Peacock here.

Then, having found out the whole story,

When did she kill Mr. Boddy?

that the cook was involved killed her?

- is the murderer. - Very well.

- My God! Yvette! - My God!

If you denounce me to the police,

And someone could've taken it out of my pocket and substituted another.

Six all together.

The police will be here any minute.

since you told us that she's dead already.

You ain’t just whistin’ Dixie.

Hey, come on. There's only one admitted killer here.

iOS 17 was just a red herring

So, this is the dining room.

It was all my idea.

- I wonder where this one goes. - Well, let's find out.

Wadsworth, well done.

Repent. The kingdom of heaven is at hand.

But where and when was Mr. Boddy killed?

So, it must have been Mr. Green who shot the singing telegram.

Point is there's one bullet left in this gun.

I don't want a scandal, do I?

But that doesn't make me a murderer.

But if you want to know who killed Mr. Boddy,

- This one... - Gentlemen...

She, too, was being blackmailed by this odious man

Then why are you paying the blackmailer?

Either. Or both.

I think she meant he threatened in public to kill her.

Sit down. Sit down.

Well, you tell them it's not true.

The murderer must've run out.

And to make a long story short Too late

To make a long story short...

How do you know what kind of pictures they are if you're such a lady?

Either. Or both.

I didn't know it was *that* free.

and stabbed the cook.

He must have a victim in there.

Yes. We have very little time left, so we'll split up into pairs.

To all doubters

Well, come on then. Who's your husband?

I'm not the butler,

Why would he want to kill you in public?

And one of us got away from his or her partner

the kitchen, the ballroom.

ran to the conservatory, entered the lounge through the secret passage,

Whoever has the gun

You're a bit late for that!

And this conversation is being tape recorded.

We're having a party.

Anybody else want a whiskey?

Even if you're right, that'll be one plus one plus two plus one.

to the House Un-American Activities Committee unless she named them.

No, no, you can go first.

You don't need any help from me, sir.

And then we all followed Colonel Mustard's suggestion

I'm being blackmailed all right. But I did what I'm being blackmailed for.

because you were all implicated in Mr. Boddy's dastardly blackmail.

My business is secrets.

A likely story.

I have nothing to hide.

Is that what we ate?

No, I'm a plant

breathing, heaving breaths,

You were the person who was missing

You ain't just whistlin' Dixie.

Maybe they'll just go away.