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Wadsworth: Welcome
White: Do you know who I am?
Wadsworth: Only that you are a socialite to be known this evening as Mrs. White.
White: yes, It said so in my letter, But why?
Wadsworth: I see you two know each other.
White: We've never met.
Yvette: Champagne?
White: I think not.
Wadsworth: Please, warm yourself in the Lounge.
White: Why, Do i look cold?
noticing Mustard
White: Oh hello
Mustard: Hello, Pleased to meet you
White: I'm rarely pleased to meet anyone. doorbell more?
Peacock: Who are you!
White: Welcome to the party
Wadsworth: Mrs.White
White: yes
Peacock: Mrs. White you have been awfully quite, what does your husband do?
White: Nothing
Peacock: Nothing?
White: Well, he just... Lies around on his back all day
Mustard: Is that an official diagnosis?
White: Are you a doctor, Professor?
Plum: In psychological medicine.
White: Do you practice?
Plum: Not anymore. I currently work for the government.
White: Ah another politician
Plum: Not exactly. I do research for U-NO WHO.
White: Who?
Plum: A branch of the United Nations Organization: the World Health Organization.
White: Ahh. "U-NO WHO". It's an acronym
Scarlett: Hey, i've got an idea
White: Oh yes, good thinking Scarlet
….Is Mr.Boddy himself
White: You think I can't handle a little blackmail?
Wadsworth: Precisely
White: Don't you think that you might spare us this humiliation?
Peacock: How awful! You know, someday there will be a reckoning for men like you!
White: I hope so
Peacock: Now see here-
White: Well, I'm willing to believe you. I too am being blackmailed for something I didn't do.
Wadsworth: Let's see, who's next? Mrs. White, you've been paying our friend the blackmailer ever since your husband died under, shall we say, mysterious circumstances.
White: Say what you want I didn't kill him.
Mustard: Then why are you paying the blackmailer?
White: I don't want another scandal, do I?
Plum: Another?
White: We had a very humiliating confrontation. He had threatened to kill me in public.
Wadsworth: I think she meant that he had threatened, in public, to kill her.
White: It was all over the papers
Wadsworth: And yet he was the one who died. Not you, Mrs. White, not you.
White: He was found dead at home. Unclothed. His head had been cut off and so had his.. you know. But I didn't do it. I'd been out all evening, at the movies.
Scarlet: What was showing?
White: The Naked Alibi.
Wadsworth: But he was your second husband. Your first also disappeared.
White: that was his job- he was an illusionist
Wadsworth: But he never reappeared.
White: He wasn't a very good illusionist.
Scarlet: All right, Wadsworth- so we're being blackmailed by a renegade McCarthyist. Where does that leave us?
White: where is this Mr.Boddy?
Boddy: How do you do?
simultaneously with others You‘re such a typical man. Better off dead!
Scarlet: Oooh! Mrs.White in the study with her knee!
Mrs.White: Thank you. I've studied martial arts
Plum: A revolver
White: Ahhhhhh! A snake! Oh, no. It's a Rope.
Boddy: In fact, if you can eliminate Wadsworth...
White: Yes, I think that's what he means.
Lights switch off, Chaos screaming, Gunshot, Boddy lies on the floor face down
White: It's Mr. Boddy!
Plum: He's dead
White: Who had the gun?
Wadsworth: there's no gunshot wound
White: He's right. there isn't
Scarlet: Something else must have killed him
White: One of us must have killed him.
Yvette: Of course I'm alive, you ee-diot! No zanks to you- Wadsworth! You've locked us up in zis house wiz a murderer!
white: so the murderer is here?
All: Boddy's body
White: But, Yvette, why were you screaming in there, all by yourself?
Green: who else could it have been?
White: Who else is in the house
The cook's body dagger in her back stumbled out onto green
White: It's the Cook!
Mustard: I said "if." There's only one admitted killer here, and it's not me. It's Mrs. White!
White: I've admitted nothing
Mustard: You paid the blackmail. How many husbands have you had?
White: Mine or other women's
Mustard: Yours
White: five
Mustard: Five?
White: Yes, just the five. Husbands should be like Kleenex - soft, strong, and disposable.
Peacock: Nobody. No body. Mr.Boddy's body. It's gone!
White: Maybe he wasn't really dead
Plum: He was!
White: we should have made sure
Scarlet: who would move him?
White: and why?
Wadsworth: Sorry
White: Mrs. Peacock?
peacock: yes?
White: Where did this happen?
Peacock: In the bathroom! I opened the door and there he was! At first, I thought he was attacking me, but then I realized he'd been left propped up against the door frame, dead, just waiting to fall on someone.
White: Who would do such a thing?
Green: I didn't know it was a murder weapon when I dropped it!
white: So anyone could have picked it up?
scarlet: Boddy's briefcase is locked.
White: there must be a key
Mustard: Solid battlefield technique, Professor Plum. never leave a man behind.
White: cadavers are heavier than they seem, aren't they?
Wadsworth: I wouldn't know.
White: Right. Me neither.
Green: Upsy daisy
White: Here, prop her up.
peacock: Aren't you all strong and virile?
White: Good. They just look asleep.
Wadsworth: then we"ll zip up the bag
White: Most murderers know how zippers work, Mr. Wadsworth.
Plum: Is that an original trumbull, Mr. Wadsworth?
White: Those are quite valuable.
PLUM: Yes! We'd want to keep him outside, wouldn't we? If we open the door we risk letting him back in.
White: But maybe, if we open the door, we'd encourage the killer to go out!
Green: Was that the killer?
White: he didn't look like a killer
focus shifts to WHITE and WADSWORTH, now alone in the Hall facing two doors
White: Go on. I'll be right behind you
Wadsworth: that's why I'm worried
white: but why? It's just us. We're alone
Wadsworth: that's just it, Mrs.White. No man in his right mind would ever be alone with you.
White: Fine. You go in there and I'll go in here.
they (Wadsworth and White) go to two doors, they don't enter
White: Are you going in?
Wadsworth: Yes are you?
White: yes.
Wadsworth: On the count of three. One... Three!
White: Nothing in that room.
wadsworth: northing in that room either
White: shall we search the ballroom
Peacock: let there be light!
White: Shhhh! Do you hear that?
Wadsworth: We should be safe here in the Billiard room
White: I don't feel safe
Mustard: Bravo!
White: Impressive, Wadsworth.
Mustard: It was Mrs. White, in the Billiard Room, with the rope!
White: I'd rather die!
Mustard: I found your veil in the Billiard Room! I saw how you cringed tonight when Yvette served you dinner.
White: Yes, It's true, I knew Yvette... She had a torrid love affair with my late husband. I hated her. I hated her SO MUCH. It... It... the FLAMES. On the side of my face. Breathing. HEAVING breaths... But just because I hated her, doesn't mean I killed her!
Chief: Yes, well, I'm saying it now. Mark M'Words, Chief of Police. Mrs. White...
White: It happened like this...
Wadsworth: Mrs.White who you accuse
White: It was MRS.PEACOCK, IN THE KITCHEN, WITH THE DAGGER! I found your feather by the corpse!
Scarlet: Nobody's called the police, have they?
White: The police were never on their way
Green: But this notarized record from the Cook will. And Mrs. White... You weren't lying, were you? You really did hate Yvette.
White: Flames...Flames on the side-
Green: OK, we get it. Here's a container holding fingerprints collected at the scenes of your previous murders-
White: I never murdered my husbands!
Green: ...fingerprints I'm sure the FBI will be able to match to those found on the noose tied around Yvette's neck.
White: I wore gloves
