Murder at the Gallop (1963)
Miss Jane Marple: [in riding habit] Oh, Miss Milchrest, good morning. How nice to see you again.
Miss Milchrest: [apparently frightened] Good morning.
Miss Jane Marple: Don't look so frightened, my dear. I've done my quota of murders for today.
Miss Jane Marple: [attempting to console her dance partner, who is dismayed that the orchestra has chosen to play a rock song] One must be tolerant of the young, Mr. Enderby. I remember my dear mama was quite horrified when she caught me dancing the Charleston in public.
Hector Enderby: [the Inspector trips over a saddle on the floor of the foyer] Do you see that?
Inspector Craddock: Can't really miss it, can you?
Hector Enderby: It's a Broadbeech side saddle. Broadbeech, Northampton. Vintage too. Well, have a look. Have a look at the date, behind the stirrup iron.
Inspector Craddock: It says, er...
Hector Enderby: No don't tell me, I'll tell you. 1882. No, I'm lying to you. 1885.
Inspector Craddock: Right.
Hector Enderby: I can tell you who it belongs to, too. I've only glimpsed one of these once in the whole country. Lady Kirk-Brackwell.
Inspector Craddock: No, it belongs to...
[rolls his eyes and sighs in exasperation]
Miss Jane Marple: Me, Mr. Enderby. Good morning, Inspector. My late mama's, of course.
Michael Shane: All right, so I lied to the policeman that morning, about riding. What difference does it make?
Rosamund Shane: Depends what you were doing.
Michael Shane: Well, I had some business, in the City.
Rosamund Shane: Did you? I hope it was to say goodbye to her.
Mr. Trundell: [reading out Mr. Enderby's will] "And though it is with some regret that I finally satisfy the greed of my relatives, I nevertheless do devise and bequeath that my entire estate be divided equally between: My fourth cousin, Geroge Crossfield, in order that he no longer need borrow from his clients' funds. My niece, Rosamund Shane, in oder that she may support her husband in the style to which he would like to be accustomed. To my nephew, Hector Enderby, in order that he may be able in order that he may be able to affort to hunt everyday rather than once a week - thereby providing more opportunity for breaking his neck. And finally, my sister, Cora Lansquenet, out of gratitude that she stayed out of the country for 30 years and didn't bother me.The money to be given outright to all parties concerned with the hope that it will make them all as miserable as possible.
Hector Enderby: I must say inspector, it is unusual for an Englishwoman to prefer reading when she could be riding, but it *is* possible.
Miss Jane Marple: I'm planning to have a heart attack at the dance tonight.
Hector Enderby: Miss Marple, I would deem it an honour if you'd at least stay the day and be my guest at the hunt.
Miss Jane Marple: I'm very sorry, Mr. Enderby, but I disapprove of blood sports.
[leaves the room]
Hector Enderby: [to himself] That was a very narrow escape!
Inspector Craddock: There have been stupid murderers, you know.
Miss Jane Marple: She's a timid woman, not a stupid one.
Miss Jane Marple: Am I to assume that you are not going to do anything about this?
Inspector Craddock: Nothing whatever. You see, I'm a policeman, Miss Marple. I'm only interested in facts.
Inspector Craddock: For goodness sake, Miss Marple! Why didn't you ring?
Miss Jane Marple: The law may have a long arm, Inspector. Unfortunately, I haven't.
Miss Jane Marple: Are you by any chance proposing to me, Mr. Enderby?