"Ladies and Gentlemen, it doesn't bring me any pleasure to say what I must say..."

"For far too long I've waited. My bed became my prison as I waited to recover... as I hoped, thought, and planned."

"I suppose I've been trying to figure out a way to escape without dying in the process. A way to save my own ass... It was a selfish thought, seeing what this night has brought. I could have killed Hugh in his sleep every night for six years. I could have..."

"I do not blame the staff and family for following Hugh’s orders. We all know what became of those who didn’t obey him.”

“So now, my fellow sufferers - Hugh needs to pay for what he's done."

"I understand why you chose to ignore it. The lobster is the reddest you've ever seen, the steak falls apart in your mouth, and three sips of wine makes you feel like you've had three bottles from anywhere else in the world."

"The answer to our problems is quite simple..."

"... We wait until the police get here, and we turn Hugh over to them for the crimes he committed here tonight - and for whatever else they uncover after their extensive investigation."

"The police have been notified, sir. Two inspectors from INTERPOL have been assigned. Detective Amarillo has also been sent from the police station."

"And you made sure to tell them about Hugh?"

"Did you tell them about Ben?"

"I told them that a mentally disturbed family member was kept on the premise by Dr. Black. I told them he attacked another captive prisoner on the premise and was shot."

"We still don't know where Frau Bloom or Miss Dove have been hidden. Where are the police going to find them? The lake? The furnace? The stables? The crypt? We need that boy to be away from this place when his mother's body is pulled out. God knows what Hugh did to her. She could be chopped to bits. Look what happened to Mr. Clay..."

"Now is not the time, Reggie. Good God, learn to read the room."

"Sir, I'm merely suggesting..."

"I know what you are suggesting and we will make arrangements after the police get here."

"I'm not sleeping here tonight..."

"No, I doubt any of us want to."

"Did you know about this? Did you tolerate this type of behavior? We all knew Ben was a psycho path but now Hugh? You've raised nothing but killers."

"Your uncle never showed you the dark path he went down because he figured you would find out on your own. You've always been rough and angry -- he probably saw you as a killer-in-training."

"Another old man with attitude towards me... how dull."

"I've heard the way you blame Colonel Mustard for Maggie and Sam's disappearance."

"They are either long dead or they've adopted new lives. Either way -- Maggie and Sam and dead."

"Where is Uncle Hugh? Where are you holding him? I want to see him before they take him."

"John, I don't think..."

"I want to see him!"

"No."

"This house isn't that big. I'll find him."

"Your defiance tires me. Once I'm back in charge, I'm shipping you off to boarding school for good. You can return to the Monte Carlo estate on holidays. Blackwell Grange is no longer your home."

"It is my birthright!"

"Yes, given to you by me after Hugh couldn't produce an heir after forty years of steady fucking.

"I won't allow this. We won't allow this."

"The sheep tells the wolf it will not allow itself to become the meal. But the wolf can't hear the sheep over the tearing of tender flesh."

"Sergeant Gray referred to you as another one of Uncle Hugh's captives. No one knows you are alive. No one would care if you died tonight alongside the others. No one wants to hear the long-winded speech from a coward. Yes, a coward. You hid. You admitted it yourself. You hid until the threat escalated and came crashing down. You hid so that you wouldn't have to clean up the mess alone. If you think you are going to waddle in here and command everyone..."

"You will never, ever tell me or any of my staff what to do ever again. Do you understand me? I will allow you to live out your days in the home that was once yours. But if you ever disrespect me in any way, I will see to it that you are tossed down the gravel driveway and dragged down to the road on your shaky knees."

"Remember this moment. Remember your back against the cold marble floor. With a flick of my wrist I could turn the marble warm with blood."

"Hugh Black will pay for his crimes. Let this be a warning to anyone else you has ill intentions under the roof of my mansion."

"This is really happening... I can't believe it. I never thought I'd live to see this day. Dr. Black is really being arrested..."

"Why are you upset?"

"Dr. Black may have been a difficult, complicated man, but he still had a good heart. I can't be the only one who saw that, can I?"

"Blanche..."

"No, I don't want to hear it. You didn't know Dr. Black the way I did. He was gentle and loving in those tender moments..."

"Blanche, he kept you from telling your son the truth. And now... nothing is stopping you."

"Go to him."

"Get off of me!"

"Calm down. Hugh is in the cellar."

"Can I have one?"

"Please? It's been a long day."

"Here."

"Thank you."

"You can't keep me away from her forever."

"I can try."

"She needs to know the truth."

"She's had a long night. Everyone has had a long night. Now is not the time!"

"I don't know what lies they've tried to fill your head with..."

"Enough!"

"You're caught and soon enough you will be punished."

"King Azure, Prince Azure, Lord Gray, Lord Oakwood, Mr. Masque, Dr. Raven, Monsieur Brunette, Dr. Olive, Dr. Winters, and Lord Lavender all knew what was going on. I'll repeat their names until I die. They were all part of BGP's elite gentlemen's club - BGP's EGC as it will appear on paper... In my desk in the Study there is a false bottom to the drawer. My little black book has dirt on every one of those fuckers up there. I won't hang alone. You can't take me in, you'll have to take them all in."

"Stop it, Uncle. You're embarrassing yourself."

"You can't let them take me, John! Pratton will see me as a monster. The legacy my father built..."

"It's over, Uncle. Things have gotten too far out of hand."

"Jesus Christ! I never thought it would end this way."

"Mrs. White was saying something similar just a few minutes ago."

"I never had a normal life... none of this is my fault. My father was obsessed with madness... with torture. I was forced into this... I had no choice. I can't be punished for this. I had no real choice in the matter..."

"I believe you, Uncle."

"You'd do anything to protect your ego. I genuinely believe you've convinced yourself that you've done nothing wrong. Maybe you didn't deliver the final punch, stab, or gunshot to kill those women -- so you've convinced yourself someone else was their murderer."

"You found the photographs, didn't you? I thought the negatives were destroyed years ago. Who planted them?"

"The collective story is that a man named Gold planted them here. Yvette discovered them, probably in one of the secret passageways. She realized on of the victims was her mother... so she hanged herself."

"Lorraine Ardoise."

"So you did kill her?"

"Does Michael know?"

"Know what?"

"That Yvette was his daughter?"

"This might be the last time we get to talk without policemen and lawyers listening to every word. So now is your chance to set the record straight."

"Fuck yourself..."

"Are those really going to be our last words? You know they'll hang you!"

"I did what I did in Monte Carlo because I wanted to understand what Ben was suffering from. I engaged in the pass-times of a homicidal maniac. I took poor beggars and filthy whores. I considered it pest-control."

"Some say that Ben wasn't the infant child murdering his nanny and mother. Some say it was you and the stories have been blurred from all the lies."

"I suppose the only people that will know the truth are the people who were there."

"Like the people here tonight."

"They know that you murdered Olga Bloom, Brenda Dove, Yvette Ardoise, and Edward Clay. They know you tried to kill Nurse Silver. They know you probably would have killed the rest of us before morning."

"I didn't want any of this... This weekend was supposed to be something else entirely."

"It doesn't matter, Uncle. This is where we are right now."

"No amount of scolding, no amount of prison time, not even my own execution will make me regret anything I've done. And none of it will make you feel better about your life. The birds, sunshine, and happiness after I'm dealt with... you will only find rain, fog, and thunder. Nothing will bring back the parents you had. Nothing will erase the wasted years you have spent as a miserable, unlovable little cunt."

"Are the other bodies in the boat house or the crypt?"

"John, you need to cut me free."

"I took you in. You owe it to me. Give me a fighting chance."

"No."

"The next time I see you, you'll be hanging in front of the police station. Goodbye, Uncle."

"John! Please! I can't go out like this. You can't leave me trapped down here."

"Hugh, I think that's enough talking. No one cares. Your pleading and begging was music to my ears, but all good things must be enjoyed in moderation."

"My goodness, you have an ugly face when your scared. Thank goodness you spent the majority of your life with that cocky, shit-eating grin."

"The police will be here very soon. Which means we don't have a lot of time."

"It is too bad that you managed to 'escape into the woods' right before the police got here."

"You sound just like Ben."

"Stop... please..."

"In about ten minutes you won't be able to move. You'll be awake and you'll feel everything, but you will not be able to move your limbs, fingers, toes, neck, or face. Blinking varies depending on the patient. Your eyes might experience dryness."

"This is what you gave to Ben."

"You are the one that said homicidal maniacs don't deserve any numbing."

"What are you going to do to me?"

"Me? I don't think you really have to worry about what I am going to do to you. My part is over. But that little guest list... I'm not so sure about. Colonel Mustard knows that you killed Lorraine. Miss Scarlet knows that you killed Mr. Clay."

"Victor, please..."

"Mrs. White is about to tell Sergeant Gray the truth that you forced her to keep. Mrs. Peacock, Nurse Silver, and Miss Raven are three very bitter women who are discussing how you murdered your fiancée and how you should suffer for how you treat women."

"I've run out of cards..."

"You never had a full deck."

"Kill me now. Don't let them torture me... I can't go to jail... I can't be tortured by them... Victor, please... Leave me somewhere safe... Once the serum wears off, I'll leave... I'll never return to America again..."

"That's not good enough for us. You know better than anyone that living life looking over one shoulder isn't a way of living at all."

"You're my brother..."

"You've never called me brother. Why should I accept your devotion now in your time of need. You're just another Judas."

"Would you like another?"

"Nurse Silver, I need you to tell me what happened."

"Oh, Vivienne, we don't have to go into this now. Here, let me pour you another brandy. You should lie down on the sofa until the police arrive. Here's let's get your shoes off..."

"I need to know."

"I want to know. I need to get it over with. I need to stop wondering about the details and just process them..."

"You're sure?"

"If you don't tell me what happened to Edward, I-I-I'm just going to make up the scenario in my head and it is going to be so much worse..."

"Alright..."

"We were in the conservatory. We were talking... uh... and then Dr. Black came in."

"All of a sudden, Dr. Black pulls out a dagger. I almost thought he was joking or playing some silly prank. But then..."

"But then?"

"He just... slashed his throat. I don't know how else to say it. He just swung the dagger and it made contact. I barely processed what happened... it was all so fast and then he lunged at me."

"I saw Mr. Clay hit the ground. I knocked the blade away and Dr. Black climbed on top of me and started choking me."

"I tried to fight back. I scratched and clawed. His grip was so tight. I-I started going numb. I thought it was over. I thought he won..."

"Next thing I knew, Monsieur Brunette, Sergeant Gray, and Professor Plum were standing over me. Then they found his body."

"Hugh didn't even know Edward. No one did except for Vivienne and I. It doesn't make any sense."

"Everything he did tonight was senseless..."

"Hugh wasn't that type of man when I knew him... he was kind and soft... he was gentle."

"I can't..."

"I'm sorry... I shouldn't have told her."

"Vivienne is persistent. She would have worn you down until you told her."

"Is everything alright, Mrs. White?"

"Yes, everything is fine. I just... It's..."

"Can you please sit down."

"Is this about the man in the attic?"

"No, it's about Dr. Black."

"The police will be here soon. Do you want to wait and give the full statement to them when they get here?"

"No, it's not that. It's something else."

"I don't know how to say something like this. I don't know how to start..."

"Is it about my father and mother?"

"Well, yes..."

"Are they sick? Hurt? Did you hear something from them?"

"I never knew grandfather well before he passed..."

"Earl Gray was a snake of a man. He pressured your father to leave your mother for a more fertile woman after they could not produce an heir."

"Obviously they did."

"No, I'm afraid they didn't."

"I-I don't understand."

"Dr. Black and I carried on a brief love affair. I say brief because it turned into a rough display of power all too quickly."

"From that affair, I became pregnant."

"It was a pregnancy that Dr. Black didn't want."

"What are you saying? That I'm his?"

"I gave you to my sister, to pass off as her own in order to save your father's birthright."

"Benjamin, please don't be cross. I never wanted to give you away. Dr. Black wanted end the pregnancy before it began. He was trying to force pills into me. The only way I could save your life was by giving you away to my sister... It was the only plan Dr. Black would agree to."

"Benjamin!"

"He didn't take it well?"

"Where are they keeping Dr. Black?"

"Blanche..."

"I'm going to kill that son of a bitch before the police give him a humane execution!"

"No, you are not."

"Don't get in my way, Reggie."

"Oh, heaven knows the types of things he'll say to the police."

"Do you have something to hide, Walter?"

"Don't we all have a little skeleton in our closets?"

"My life is an open book."

"An open book that still hasn't been finished."

"I have nothing to hide. All of my embarassing secrets have been spread out for all to see. I challenge you to find out something I've kept hidden."

"But I'm sure that sham of a marriage between Olivia and Hugh twenty-some years ago will peak the interest of INTERPOL."

"I'm just saying... generally speaking, of course - heaven only knows what Dr. Black will tell the police."

"What I think Dr. Raven is trying to say is that the legal gray-areas of Blackwell Grange may be brought into question. Hugh may not be the only one punished. I'm also suspecting there is growing concern that Hugh might throw everyone under the bus if it means saving his own neck."

"Jesus, Rose! Are you going to be doing damage-control all night long? Shouldn't you run along and make sure Brunette isn't pestering Patricia?"

"The detectives and investigators will be a nuisance as it is. But have you even considered the journalists."

"The press will make a headline with any noise that comes from Blackwell Grange."

"Where are you going?"

"Every sound I hear out there... I keep thinking it's the police. I think I'm just going to wait out in the hall before I drive myself crazy."

"How much longer do we have to keep this up?"

"I understand the whole idea was to keep the two of us out of any legal trouble... but now I think we may have jumped the shark."

"I'm tired... I want to live my own life. I want to be free to fall in love, to marry. Why can't you let me be free?"

"So that's it then?"