Clue Lines Flashcards by Alicia Hurley

YVETTE: Bonjour Madame. Pleaze, come in from ze rain.
WADDY: Mrs. Peacock, I presume.

Who? whoops Oh, yes! That’s me!

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WADDY: Cook, will you please take Mrs. Peacock’s stole.
We hate each other!!
W: I see you two know each other.

dumping stole like it’s trash at cook Don’t be ridiculous. I’ve never seen this woman before in my life.

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PEACOCK: Don’t be ridiculous. I’ve never seen this woman before in my life.
YVETTE: Champagne?

My lips belong to the lord!

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PEACOCK: My lips belong to the lord!
WADDY: Please, make yourself comfortable in the lounge.

Thank you. remember Oh! For your hospitality… And there’s a coupla Benjamins hidden under the caramels for you, butler.

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PEACOCK: Thank you. remember Oh! For your hospitality… And there’s a coupla Benjamins hidden under the caramels for you, butler.
WADDY: How… sticky.

how dare you I expect to be treated like the wife of a… ding dong

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PEACOCK: how dare you I expect to be treated like the wife of a… ding dong
WADDY: Hold that thought. Right this way. After you, Mrs. Peacock.

sexy doorframe Oh my, look at the detail of this molding; this is quite a magnificent mansion, isn’t it… JESUS WHO’S BEHIND ME scream Who are you?!

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GREEN: That’s me.
WADDY: Mrs. Peacock

World’s worst curtsey how d’you do?

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WADDY: You’ll find your names beside your places. Please be seated.

ALL ADLIB: This is such a lovely place setting. Oh, is this me? This is just so delightful.

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COOK: Dinner is served.
WADDY: Thank you, cook.

Get settled. Knife on glass tinktinktink. Napkin bib. All right then, what’s all this about, butler; this dinner party?

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MUSTARD: So, who is our host? Is this where he sits?
WADDY: All in good time, sir.

get soup What is that smell? It’s something… familiar.

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PEACOCK:get soup What is that smell? It’s something… familiar.
YVETTE: Shark’s fin soup.

My favorite!

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PC: slurp This is delicious. Oooh, this is yum yum yummy yum yum yum. choke

Well, I guess I’ll break the ice, I mean, I’ll be the one to get the ball rolling, I mean, I’m used to being a hostess; it’s an integral part of my life as the wife of a.. no wine Oh, I forgot we’re not supposed to say who we really are. but, oh well, I mean, I have no idea what we’re doing here, but I’m very intrigued and oh, my, this soup is delicious isn’t it?

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COOK: I know.
YVETTE: Bon appetit!

slurp This is delicious. Oooh, this is yum yum yummy yum yum yum. choke

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PEACOCK: Soup Spiel.
GREEN: I know who you are.

You do?

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Green: I work in Washington.
PLUM: Washington? So you must be a politician’s wife, Mrs. Peacock?

hell yeah I am Yes, I am.

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PEACOCK: Yes, I am.
SCARLETT: Who’s your husband? Maybe I know him.

I… well. He’s… subject change Mrs. White you’ve been awfully quiet. WHat’s your husband do?

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PLUM: Nothing?
WHITE: Well, he… just lies around on his back all day.

PEACOCK: How lazy!

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SCARLETT: That’ll be five dollars, mister.
GREEN: Sorry?!

Mr. Green– what do you do in Washington?

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PEACOCK: Mr. Green– what do you do in Washington?
GREEN: Oh, I’d better not say, I like to follow the rules.

Well, if I wasn’t trying to keep the conversation going, then we would just be sitting here in an embarrassed silence.

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PEACOCK: Well, if I wasn’t trying to keep the conversation going, then we would just be sitting here in an embarrassed silence.
PLUM: Are you afraid of silence Mrs. Peacock?

anxiety Yes. No. Why??

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GREEN: So, Miss Scarlett, does this mean that you live in Washington, too?
SCARLETT: Sure do.

Does anyone here not live in Washington?

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SCARLETT: Hey, I’ve got an idea
WHITE: Oh, yes, good thinking, Miss Scarlett.

What are we doing?

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WADDY: Everything’s going according to plan. We’ll meet you in the study. walks in

panicked ad lib OH- What a lovely door, the molding is just exquisite I couldn’t dream of-

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In the study, busted
panicked ad lib OH- What a lovely door, the molding is just exquisite I couldn’t dream of-

remove the napkin bib. fed UP Oh, for goodness sake! Who was at the door?! I demand to know what is going on!

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Peacock: *remove the napkin bib. fed UP* Oh, for goodness sake! Who was at the door?! I demand to know what is going on! WADDY: Can I interest any of you in fruit or dessert?

All: No!

WADDY: Thank you, Yvette, that will be all. YVETTE: Oui, monsueir. GREEN: Well, where is our host?

He's not here! Nobody's here! What is happening?!

PEACOCK: He's not here! Nobody's here! What is happening?! SCARLETT: Cigarette? It'll calm your nerves.

I don't smoke! *glug from purse flask*

WADDY: "It will be to your advantage to be present on this date because a Mr. Boddy will bring to an end a certain longstanding confidential and painful financial liability.

Yes! That's what the letter said.

WADDY: You're all being blackmailed. For some considerable time, all of you have been paying more than you can afford to someone who threatens to expose you.

Oh, please! What's someone going to blackmail me for? I go to church every Sunday!

WADDY: Until you'd received your letters, you hadn't known who was blackmailing you. But now, I'm sure even the least discerning among you has determined that the man behind your ransom... is Mr. Boddy himself.

Yes, I figured as much, but who is this fellow?

WADDY: You know how male doctors aren't supposed to date their lady patients? SCARLETT: Yeah? WADDY: Yeah, well, he did.

How awful! You know, someday, there will be a reckoning for men like you.

WHITE: I hope so. SCARLETT: Me too.

*harsh whisper* You're disgusting.

PEACOCK: You're disgusting. WADDY: Are you making moral judgments, Mrs. Peacock?

Well, I-

PEACOCK: Well, I- WADDY: How then, do you justify taking bribes in return for Senator Peacock's votes to certain lobbyists?

My husband is a paid consultant. There's nothing sinful about that.

PEACOCK: My husband is a paid consultant. There's nothing sinful about that. WADDY: Not if it's publicly declared. But if you slip cash under the stall door at Old Ebbitt's Grill? How would you describe that transaction? SCARLETT: I'd say it stinks.

*to waddy* When were you in that men's room?

PEACOCK: When were you in that men's room? PLUM: So it's true!

No! It's a vicious lie!

PEACOCK: No! It's a vicious lie! WADDY: But you've been paying blackmail for over a year now to keep that story out of the papers. Seems a little... sticky, no?

Now see here-

PLUM: What did you do? SCARLETT: I run a non-governmental agency that deals in... classified affairs.

Affairs?! In Washington?!

WADDY: You swore an oath of allegiance to the Republican Party, but neglected to vote for Eisenhower in the last election. That's grounds for an ousting if there ever was one. GREEN: But voting records are confidential!

Everything has its price, Mr. Green.

PEACOCK: Everything has its price, Mr. Green. WADDY: So there you have it.

*Near hysteria* Have what?!

WHITE: And where is this Mr. Boddy? MUSTARD: And what does he want from us?

Who cares?! I'm not waiting to find out! I've done nothing wrong. I'm leaving! *Waddy Body Blockies*

PEACOCK: Who cares?! I'm not waiting to find out! I've done nothing wrong. I'm leaving! *Waddy Body Blockies* WADDY: I'm sorry, Mrs. Peacock, you can stay in denial, but you cannot leave this house.

I am the wife of a great senator! You can't tell me what to do! *fail to open door* Locked?!

WADDY: Indeed. All the doors are locked. The windows are barred. And the grounds are patrolled by vicious dogs. There's no way out.

ALL AD LIB: You can't hold us hostage!

WADDY: Mr. Boddy. BODDY: How d'ya do?

Who do you think you are? I'll have you brought before Congress!

WADDY: There is one more piece of information you may like to have.

ALL: What?!

ALL: What?! WADDY: The police are coming in less than an hour.

ALL: What are you talking about?

ALL: What are you talking about? BODDY: Unless...

ALL: Unless what?!

BODDY: Because if you don't, I'll put this briefcase- containing all the evidence needed to expose your wrongdoings- in the hands of the police, the press, and the House Un-American committee. With the right spin, those fellas can make a commie outta anyone. I think some of you would face a lifetime of jail, and others, a lifetime of shame.

ALL AD LIB: You're taking advantage of a tenuous political situation.

ALL AD LIB: You're taking advantage of a tenuous political situation. BODDY: Unless...

ALL: Unless WHAT?!

ALL: Unless WHAT?!! BODDY: Well, there is something you could do for me that I just can't bear to do myself.

ALL: WHAT?!

SCARLETT: Perfume? WHITE: Candy?

A rare single malt scotch whiskey?

MUSTARD: A wrench... GREEN: A lead pipe...

A dagger...

GREEN: What do you mean? BODDY: I wouldn't have to double your payments if I didn't have to pay Ms. Wadsworth for her silence

ALL: *accusing* Wadsworth??

BODDY: Ladies and gentlemen, if you can manage to get rid of Ms. Wadsworth, I'll have no need to increase your blackmail or expose you to the police. PLUM: Get rid of?

Does he mean... kill her?

WHITE: Who had the gun? PLUM: I did.

So you shot him!

PEACOCK: So you shot him! PLUM: I didn't!

If you didn't, who did?

WHITE: One of us must have killed him. GREEN: Well don't look at me.

ALL AD LIB: Well, I didn't do it!

WHITE: One of us must have killed him. GREEN: Well don't look at me. ALL AD LIB: Well, I didn't do it!

I need a drink! *Yoink from boddy body, slug*

PEACOCK: I need a drink! *Yoink from boddy body, slug* PLUM: Maybe Boddy was poisoned by the brandy!

*"spit"* *scream* POISON?!

YVETTE: Who cares about ze tapes? What about ze body? MUSTARD: What body?

ALL: Boddy's body

YVETTE: Plus one of you is ze killer! Monsueir Boddy is dead! GREEN: We have to figure out which one of them did it.

What do you mean which one of *them*?

WHITE: Who else is in the house? YVETTE: Only Ze Cook

ALL: ZE COOK

PLUM: As far as I can tell, the cook's not here.

What a lovely kitchen. My husband and I had a kitchen very similar to this in our first brownstone. It has a very homey feel doesn't it...

PLUM: Two what? WADDY: Murders

*hysterics* I hate murders!

MUSTARD: Well, if it wasn't you, who had the dagger? PLUM: It was Mrs. Peacock!

Yes. But I put it down!

PEA: Yes. But I put it down! MUSTARD: Where?

In the study. Any one of us could have picked it up.

PEA: In the study. Any one of us could have picked it up. ALL: (not me) *wasn't me etc etc*

Well, then it must have been... Mr. Green.

WADDY: ...we'll all be in custody and under suspicion of murder.

MURDER?!

WADDY: What are you all staring at? PLUM: Nobody. WADDY: WHat do you mean?

Nobody. No body. Mr. Boddy's body. It's gone!

GREEN: How should I know? PLUM: Well if he's not here- Then where is he?

Oh my. All this excitement. If you'll excuse me, I have to uh... is there a little girl's room?

PEA: Oh my. All this excitement. If you'll excuse me, I have to uh... is there a little girl's room? YVETTE: Oui oui, madame

Uh, no. I just want to powder my nose.

SCARLETT: ...Hey, where's the lead pipe?

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PLUM: I believe in second chances. WADDY: Mr. Boddy? Dead? Again?

I'm going to faint. *KO*q

WADDY: I'll catch you. *drop* sorry. White: Mrs. Peacock?

*woozy* yes?

PEA: Yes? WHITE: Where did this happen

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 on the doorframe, dead, just waiting to fall on someone.

SCARLETT: Cool it butler! While you lose your marbles, I'm over here trying to do something useful! Have you all forgotten about the evidence against us?

ALL: The evidence!

GREEN: (lifting BODDY up): Upsy-Daisy WHITE: Here, prop her up.

Aren't you all strong and virile? *slug*

PLUM: Is that an original Trumbull, Wadworth? WHITE: Those are quite valuable

This is no time for art appreciation! Butler..ohhhh

YVETTE: Oh yes, ze key! WADDY: I'll put it in my pocket!

But what if you're the murderer?

PEA: But what if you're the murderer? WADDY: I'm not.

But what if you are?

WADDY: I've an idea. Let's throw it outside. YVETTE: Oui- a lecmzixcucvioer

But it's raining "l'exteriour"

WADDY: What? There's no body. There's nobody. MUSTARD: Riiight. There's nobody in the study.

ALL: NO!

MUSTARD: I suggest we handle this in proper military fashion. We split up and search the house.

Split up?!

YVETTE: Mon dieu! MUSTARD: But then we'd have discovered who the killer is!

But the other half of the pair would be dead!

MUSTARD: This is war peacock! Casualties are inevitable. You can't make an omelette without cracking a few eggs, any cook will tell you that.

But look what happened to the cook!

WADDY: (per the rhyme) No. /// Mrs. White you come with me. Professor Plum, you're with Mrs. Peacock. Yvette, you go with Mr. Green. and Miss Scarlett, you're with Eenie Meenie.

But what if someone doesn't come back?

PLUM: This is quite an impressive library.

How can I find anything if I don't even know what I'm looking for?

PLUM: Civilized society is perpetually menaced with disintegration through this primary hostility of men towards one another.

Your fancy words don't intimidate me Professor!

PLUM: I take no credit, Mrs. Peacock. Freud. I think he's onto something.

Now is not the time for academic pursuits! We're supposed to find the evidence.

PLUM: It's a fruitless search, if you ask me. I mean, it's not like we're going to find the evidence plastered on the wall.

I suppose you're right.

PLUM: C'mon, let's go upstairs. Maybe we'll be excited by something in a bedroom.

I haven't been excited by something in a bedroom in years.

SCAR/MUST: HELP HELP MURDER MURDER

ALL: LET US IN LET US IN

SCARLETT: You had the key Wadsworth! You locked the motorist in here. WADDY: That's right. I did! I do! I don't! The keys are gone!

ALL: Gone?!

YVETTE: Ze safe! It was unlocked!

ALL: Unlocked?!

SCARLETT: Speaking of the killer, there's a dead body in the Lounge. The motorist is dead!

*skitter over lol* Which one of you killed her?

PLUM: A secret passage? Who designed this place? WADDY: The Parker brothers.

ALL ADLIB: Well, oh dear, what do we do?

COP: It's the police! GREEN: I'm going to open the door.

NO!

COP: You have? GREEN: We haven't? COP: I got a tip about an abandoned car near the gates of this house. Has a motorist stopped by for help by any chance?

ALL: No.

COP: There seems to be some disagreement. At any rate, can I come in and use the phone?

No!

COP: You're all acting rather peculiar. WADDY: It's because our chandelier just fell down.

It was such a lovely chandelier. The carvings...

WADDY: All's clear. You can come out now everyone. Well done, all of you. Impressive.

We really sold that, didn't we?

*cop gets fuckin wrecked* *lights*

Ahhh. Let there be LIGHT!

GREEN: Sounds like a telephone off the hook. SCARLETT: It's coming from the library.

That's where the killer must be!

WADDY: Excuse me, Mr... Cop? Are you all right? Do you need assistance? A phone book perhaps?

Hey! Listen Copper! The butler asked you a question! Hang up the telephone already or I will! *SCREEAAA*

GREEN: I can't relax. PLUM: How about a round of pool to pass the time.

Oh, that'd be delightful.

PLUM: Six altogether. SCARLETT: The cook, Mr. Boddy, The motorist, the cop, Yvette, and the singing telegram girl.

But who is the murderer?!

WADDY MONOLOGUE: Who else is in the house? To which we all replied:

ZE COOK

CHIEF: I'm Barry D Hatchett.

CHIEF OF POLICE! But that's NOT how it happened! It happened like this! It was MISS Scarlett in the LIBRARY with the CANDLESTICK

WADDY: So now I have each of you on the hook for murder!

mURDER?!

WADDY: Bribery for petty crimes is one thing, but murder... NOW that can get expensive. WHITE: But why this whole charade?

The searching of the house. The madness of retracing our steps.

PEA: The searching of the house. The madness of retracing our steps. WADDY: It's all part of the game.

GAME?!

GREEN: I took his place tonight so we could have a sting operation

Some sting! Six people died on your watch!

GREEN: Maybe you wouldn't have killed her just before joining us in the billiard room. Now we know what took you so long

Circumstantial evidence will never hold up in a court of law.

CHIEF: All right, whodunnit?

SHE DID

CHIEF: (last time) Well done goodman!

That's what he said!