Uh-huh.

But, uh, killing...

Oh, uh, yes, um...

Uh, Mrs. De Winter...

Uh, the other one.

Uh, what might that be?

CURTIN: Hey, uh, Dobbsie? - Yeah.

That's, uh, 6000 months, 500 years...

Oh, no. Uh, which way is the morning room?

Uh... Not much, when you come right down to it.

Oh, uh, excuse me, gentlemen. Now, is there anything else?

Oh, I mean I...

I know. I spotted him.

Well, I, I hardly think...

I repeat what I said.

Yes, I think I can.

Oh, I-I was looking for my book. I- I suppose I've packed it.

Yes, I know I do. But I feel so uncomfortable.

I frightened you, didn't I? You thought I was mad.

Was I right, or was I?