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William Blore (Character)
from And Then There Were None (1945)

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And Then There Were None (1945)
Detective William Henry Blore: I know who took the dining room key!
Philip Lombard: Who?
Detective William Henry Blore: Rogers! He had the key to the dining room, fact. He unlocks the door, takes a little Indian, goes out and chops up some sticks, fact. And then...
Philip Lombard: And then he takes the chopper, and splits his own cranium, fact. I'd like to see you do that to yourself, Blore. It would take practice!

Detective William Henry Blore: [every time he's about to make some blunder] I get it!

Detective William Henry Blore: Nobody in the general's room, not even the general.

Detective William Henry Blore: One thing is for certain; he ain't inside so he must be outside.
Philip Lombard: Brilliant thinking, Blore.

Judge Francis J. Quincannon: Don't forget the old proverb, Doctor. Never trust a man who doesn't drink.
Detective William Henry Blore: Sounds like the Bible. Great book.


"And Then There Were None: Episode #1.1" (2015)
Emily Brent: I'm not at all sure about these, they look very... pagan.
Vera Claythorne: They're the Ten Little Soldier Boys, you know, from the poem.
General John MacArthur: Ah yes, I know it off by heart. My nanny used to recite it to me when I was a little boy, to terrify me into being good. I imagine I was a rather dull boy.
Emily Brent: I can't imagine that, General, but you shouldn't call it a poem Miss Claythorne, it's a doggerel. Poetry should be uplifting.
Detective Sergeant William Blore: I agree with you Miss Brent.
Emily Brent: Well, that goes to show how wrong first impressions are. I didn't imagine you as a gentleman to appreciate poetry.
Philip Lombard: Mr. Davis has hidden depths.

Emily Brent: What an idyllic evening; the sky! How could one not believe in a Creator? I'm Emily Brent.
Detective Sergeant William Blore: [They shake hands] Davis.
Doctor Edward Armstrong: Edward Armstrong.

Anthony Marston: What are they playing at, huh?
[Grabs Blore]
Anthony Marston: What the hell are they playing at, your pals, the Owens?
Philip Lombard: Calm down Marston, he doesn't even know them. He's not even Davis.
Detective Sergeant William Blore: I'm Blore. Detective Sergeant. How did you know?
Philip Lombard: Instinct.

Doctor Edward Armstrong: [after Lombard reveals a canister of cocaine Marston was keeping] Ah. Well perhaps we'll remove the stimulant, out of respect to the family.
Detective Sergeant William Blore: It's a police matter now, doctor. Same set of rules whether you're posh or not.

Doctor Edward Armstrong: I'm sorry, is there a problem?
Fred Narracott: [Puts down two suitcases] That's as far as my fee will take me, sir.
Doctor Edward Armstrong: [Scoffs] For God's Sake!
[Takes his suitcase]
Judge Lawrence Wargrave: [the Judge is too frail to take his suitcase] Davis? Davis?
[Taps his suitcase with his cane]
Judge Lawrence Wargrave: If you would please.
Detective Sergeant William Blore: [Take's the Judge's suitcase reluctantly] Of course.


"And Then There Were None: Episode #1.3" (2015)
Detective Sergeant William Blore: We're in Hell, and we're being punished for what we've done.

Vera Claythorne: I remember Edward Seton from the newspapers. Everyone said he was innocent.
Judge Lawrence Wargrave: He wasn't. He left diaries. They proved a warped and corrupt mind. He believed his victims were full of filth and he was cleaning the world of their stain. Taunting the police with clues and misdirections excited him as much as torture and sadism.
Detective Sergeant William Blore: If he was guilty and you passed the right verdict, why didn't you go and see him?
Judge Lawrence Wargrave: I did. It was different. Unsettling. He refused the hood. He wanted me to see his face. Perhaps to impute there was some commonality between us. Perhaps to laugh at me.
Vera Claythorne: Laugh at you?
Judge Lawrence Wargrave: Yes. At justice.


"And Then There Were None: Episode #1.2" (2015)
Detective Sergeant William Blore: There's a Fenian sat over there with a bloody gun!
Emily Brent: Don't blaspheme!

Vera Claythorne: People do not just die for no reason, they die because something was done to them by someone. I'm going to check your bag.
Doctor Edward Armstrong: Don't you dare touch my possessions!
Vera Claythorne: What have you got to hide?
Detective Sergeant William Blore: How about I do it?
Doctor Edward Armstrong: I'm not being searched like some grubby criminal!
Vera Claythorne: Then what if the General goes with him?
Emily Brent: He's an honorable man.


Ten Little Indians (1965)
Hugh Lombard: Drop dead!
Det. William Henry Blore: That's not funny.

Det. William Henry Blore: Now come the alibis! What's yours, doctor?
Dr. Edward Armstrong: I resent that, Blore! I am a professional man!
Judge Arthur Cannon: My dear doctor, that proves less than nothing. Doctors have gone mad before. Judges have gone mad. So have policemen, and, if I may say so,
[smiling at Ilona]
Judge Arthur Cannon: even actresses.
Ilona Bergen: Frequently. In fact, some say the sane ones are in the minority.


Ten Little Indians (1987)
Mr. Justice Lawrence John Wargrave: There is a minor point now that interests me. Among the names mentioned was William Blore. However, there is no one named Blore among us. There is however a Mr. Davis. Mr Davis, do you have anything you would like to say about that?
Anthony James Marston: Mr. Davis.
William Henry Blore - PI: Cat's out of the bag. I better admit my name isn't Davis.
Captain Philip Lombard: And not only that, but you are also a first class liar. You claim to have come from Natal, South Africa, and I am prepared to say you have never set foot in Natal or South Africa in your life!
Anthony James Marston: Now then. Do you have any explanation?