Jerry Burton: What's that?
Jerry Burton: [He looks at a photograph] Unh!
Joanna Burton: It's a photograph of a diseased spleen. Owen gave it to me.
Jerry Burton: Was he out of chocolate?
Joanna Burton: He thought I might be interested. I'm not entirely frivolous, you know.
Jerry Burton: Pretty ropey, I thought.
Joanna Burton: Hmmmm. There's something on his mind.
Jerry Burton: Yes, a rotting spleen perhaps... or you?
Miss Marple: I sometimes wonder if the tale bearer is as guilty as the tale maker.
Cardew Pye: Oops, my dear Miss Marple! You're being moral and forget you're among friends.
Joanna Burton: [to Jerry] You know, it's striking me as most extraordinary irony that you managed to survive the war with such flying colors yet seem to find the peace so defeating.
Inspector Graves: I can't help feeling , sir, that in this case, our man is a woman, if you get my drift.
Mrs. Maud Dane Calthrop: [referring to the poison pen letters] Been going on for weeks. That's why the Colonel shot himself.
Miss Marple: Now Maud, we don't know that for sure.
Miss Marple: Mr. Burton what about you?
Jerry Burton: I'm going away.
Miss Marple: To do what?
Jerry Burton: Do you know I haven't a clue? I expect I'll find something.
Miss Marple: Perhaps what you're looking for is right here under your nose.
Jerry Burton: She doesn't want me Miss Marple.
[referring to Megan]
Miss Marple: Faint heart Mr. Burton. I once let someone go. He had... commitments you see... a war to fight. But I've often wondered if under other circumstances I would'e done the same. It seems to me Mr. Burton that, we should count ourselves blessed if we are allowed just one shot at happiness.
[Jerry goes outside and walks over to Megan, who is sitting on a swing under a tree]
Megan Hunter: Thanks for pulling me out of the oven.
Jerry Burton: It's alright. I don't suppose you've changed your mind?
Megan Hunter: [looking at the ground] No.
Jerry Burton: Because, I'm absolutely sure you see.
[Megan looks at him]
Jerry Burton: Quite, quite certain that to, look after you... to make you happy and keep you from harm, is now the purpose of my life.
[Megan stares at him]
Jerry Burton: So there's nothing I can say or do that can make you reconsider?
[Megan shakes her head]
Jerry Burton: Not even this?
[Jerry takes Megan's hand, she stands up and Jerry kisses her. Miss Marple watches happily from the window and Megan realizes that she loves Jerry]
Jerry Burton: [voiceover] And so I found myself on another morning, with another girl, and for the first time in my life, I was on the verge of something bright and good.
[Jerry and Megan ride out of the village together on a motorbike]
Megan Hunter: I hope my mother isn't boring you. She talks all the time, but in fact says very little.