Oh, my broken heart.
I have a chap in here
who's got more about him than you'll ever have.
So off you trot and stop getting on my nerves.
Don't run after him, Megan.
Have some bloody dignity.
"You know what's next, don't you?
"But which B?"
Who is she?
Known as Betty.
She works down at the Ginger Cat Cafe.
My special darling baby!
Who? Who would do something like this?
I've just been told.
It can't be true.
Someone took our girl from us, Donald.
Our perfect angel!
What are we going to do without her?
I'll make some tea.
I thought you might require some assistance.
"Our special darling.
"Our perfect angel."
Betty wasn't either of those things. My sister was a slut.
Mademoiselle, your sister is dead.
She was still a slut.
I can make the tea by myself.
Do you want your walk?
Oh, very well.
I've finished my work.
Would you mind if I joined you, Sir Carmichael?
Not at all, but it is quite wild out there.
Well, I could use the fresh air.
And wild weather is exhilarating.
Well, in that case, we'd love your company.
走吧 威尔伯 走吧
Come on, Wilbur. Come on.
Go with them.
You're the best brother-in-law a girl could have.
Darling, I'm the only brother-in-law you have.
*I think of you, night and day*
*Day and night...*
You're Mr Cust.
Is there something you want?
- Is your mother in? - She's out.
One of her meetings. She'll be ages...
..And be rat-arsed when she gets in.
Did you want to book?
Cos if you did, you could book direct with me.
Then I could keep the money.
It could be just our arrangement.
She tell you what it was?
Shilling for ordinary.
This isn't ordinary.
It never is, Mr Cust.
It never is.
I see what you're doing! Whore!
-我看穿你了 -老天爷啊 卡普斯迪克
- I see what you are! - For God's sake! Capstick!
She's the secretary, she's staff.
She's trying to take you away from me, Car.
好了 亲爱的 上♥床♥去吧
Come on, my darling. Come on, let's get you to bed.
She can't wait for me to be dead.
抱歉 索拉 她的话都不是真心的
Sorry, Thora. She doesn't mean any of it.
It's not really her speaking.
Thank you, Lily.
Yes, Mr Treadgold.
Warrant to search and seize evidence pertaining to crime,
evidence which you have withheld from the proper authorities.
When I tried to tell you about it,
you told me it was April Fools' Day.
Please listen to me, Inspector Crome.
A copy of the ABC railway guide
was left beside the bodies of both dead women.
Do you know why?
It is the killer telling us "Les regles du jeu" -
the rules of the game.
Every railway line,
any station, in the country, all letters of the alphabet.
- That is private! - Warrant.
"Dear Monsieur Poirot,
"my wife and I think You're really rather marvellous."
Old fan letters. Sweet.
- Pack the lot. - You don't need them.
He knows you,
..So we'll be going through everything.
Nothing's private any more.
This was on the mat.
I'll read it to you.
What is the postmark?
"Betty was a pretty girl, wasn't she?
"There was a moment
"When she realised that death was waiting with open arms.
"She surrendered to me
"And I leaned over her and inhaled her last breath...
"..Drew it into my mouth and it tasted so sweet.
"I felt my blood sing with its sweetness.
"But I'm tired, Hercule,
"So we'll have a little rest and we'll pick up where we left off.
- Telephone the doctor now. - I'm not here for domestic duties.
You telephone the doctor or get one of the maids to do it.
I am carrying a bowl of her ladyship's blood
that she's just coughed up
and the maids are changing her blood-soaked sheets
so get off your skinny arse and telephone the doctor. Now.
Thora, tell him to hurry.
She's in a lot of pain.
I'll send a constable morning and evening to collect your post.
And don't make any more day trips to crime scenes.
You will not catch ABC without me.
Yes, I will.
My friend Inspector Japp had the grace and wit
to know the limitations of his intellect.
I wish you had one ounce of his humility.
你朋友 贾普 你欺骗了他 骗了他很多年
Your friend, Japp, who you deceived, who you lied to for years.
I never lied.
You told him you were a policeman in Belgium before the war,
a detective, but you weren't.