No, the party's the finishing touch to our work.

Oh, no, step over the head waiter's body.

Do you know who gave the message? No.

Don't you want Mr. Kentley to have the books? No!

for the sake of a very unfunny joke. No, he didn't.

Any idea where you left the case? No, none at all.

No, that's the other one. This was just plain Something. It was sort of, you know.

for the experience, the excitement, the danger.

No particular reason. I thought you'd like to take it in to her. She's in the bedroom, phoning.

The last I remember having the case...

Why didn't you? The more the merrier. Because he hasn't the nerve.

He gave the party the touch I predicted. The touch of what?

It's more; it's the signature of the artist.

Across the valley, the church bells were ringing.

The Something Something.

That's the difference between us and the ordinary men.

Take it in the kitchen. I'll answer the door.

You can put the books back in the morning.

She wants you to call the police. The police?

down the back stairs, and the two of us would put him into the car.