"She's dead... there's no doubt of it..."

"She could've slipped and fell in the rain on her way back to the servant's quarters."

"She always goes out the backdoor to check the clothesline."

"Something isn't right."

"The only outsider that is close to her is Mr. Green. He's a known killer."

"Thallo wouldn't hurt Olga. Thallo only hurts people if they get in the way of his business."

"Who's to say she didn't?"

"I'll go get Sergeant Gray."

"Why?"

"To help us deal with the body. We have to report it as an accident."

"We have to?"

"Yes."

"And if it wasn't an accident?"

"Mrs. White, the only thing you need to worry about is the fact that you will be taking over as full-time cook until I hire a new cook."

"Sir, if Rose has discovered...

"Enough, Reggie. I think Dr. Black understands exactly what is going on..."

"We need to talk."

"Yes, we do! Where the hell have you been?"

"Ben escaped."

"Did you hear me? Ben got out of the crypt. He's running loose through the grounds and woods."

"Just shut up."

"Go check on Rose."

"Hugh?"

"Mr. Ash, I believe we both know what happened to Frau Bloom?"

"Yes."

"Get Sergeant Gray and Colonel Mustard. Lock all windows and bar all the doors. Make sure all the guns are present and accounted for. Give them to the guests with the best aim."

"Arming the guests? Is that the best idea? He's a homicidal maniac, but he's outside in this thunderstorm. He's probably hiding in a mossy river bank howling at the spiders and centipedes."

"From your own experience, tell me: would you prefer to be unarmed when he finds you?"

"He isn't going to find me."

"Mr. Ash, go get Sergeant Gray. I need to explain everything to Brenda."

"Good luck, sir."

"Yeah..."

"Look at you."

"Fortunately, for you..."

"Tonight is not the night."

"Frau Bloom is dead."

"My brother escaped from his confinement."

"Let me repaint the seriousness of this scenario."

"My brother, the homicidal maniac: Ben Black, has escaped from his five decade long prison. He has killed Frau Bloom. He is still at large."

"Get dressed. Stay in the nursery with Nurse Silver and Fivel."

"Are you going to say anything?"

"Get dressed. Quickly."

"Another stormy Connecticut night."

"What do you want?"

"I wanted to see how you are settling in."

"Typical dinner at Blackwell Grange. Something dramatic brought everything to a crashing halt."

"Dr. Orchid seems like a confident woman with a good head on her shoulders."

"I think Dr. Black has certainly met his match."

"I'm not in the mood for observational chit-chat. What do you want, Alphonse? You know I hate it when people beat around the bush."

"What are you intentions?"

"My intentions?"

"It's not unreasonable for anyone to be curious. You avoid Blackwell Grange, Pratton, and anyone associated with Dr. Black for twenty years. Invitations, Christmas Cards, sympathy cards... You've ignored them all. Why did you decide to accept now?"

"Because my life is over, Alphonse. Marcus was the last man for me..."

"Why did you kill him, Alphonse?"

"Patricia, I didn't kill Senator Peacock."

"Bullshit. You killed every single one of my husbands."

"I only killed them because you begged me to!"

"I never asked you to do anything!"

"Bullshit? Bullshit! 'Ernest touched Vivienne. He's beating me and touching Vivienne.' Does that sound familiar?"

"Stop! I won't let you twist the truth of my past against me to justify the hell you've put me through! Police... lawyers... I haven't been able to mourn the only husband that I actually loved because I'm called 'the black widow' in every newspaper from here to Europe! I lost Arlington Hall. I've lost everything."

"You sealed my fate and you have the audacity to come in here to ask me what my intentions are? I've come here to die, Alphonse. It's over for me. I don't have a life left to live. I thought I'd throw myself off the train before we got here. I thought I'd have to excuse myself before dinner and take every pill in the bathroom. If I made it that far, surely someone would humiliate me over dinner and push me over the edge. But even standing there in front of Dr. Orchid as she taunted me for my history with wealthy bachelors..."

"Jesus Christ, you are not going to kill yourself. I'm not going to sit here and let you do that."

"I've missed every opportunity so far. I don't think you have much to worry about."

"I gave my whole heart away to Hugh Black. And when we lost those babies... there was nothing left. I never saved any love for myself... I just gave it all away. To Hugh... To Vivienne... I always gave my heart to people that didn't want it."

"Patricia, love isn't for everyone. Look at me? Love has never shined in my direction and yet I find my own joys out of life."

"I have no life, Alphonse. I have nothing but memories..."

"And all of those memories are filled with shame and regret. I'd rather forget them, but that is impossible because they keep coming back up. They keep haunting me. I can't escape from them!"

"Then confront them. Address them head on. You are bleeding on people who didn't cut you, Patricia. You need to heal those wounds and pick yourself back up."

"I'm not blind to the way you feel about me."

"I know you've loved me every since I was in Hugh's arms. I know that given the chance you'd hold me in your arms and love me right now."

"I will never love you, Alphonse. You've brought me nothing but war."

"Then I am sorry. That is the last thing I wanted."

"Let me die."

"I won't allow that."

"Then I'll take you with me if I have to. I've never killed before. But I think I have what it takes."

"You don't."

"Is that a challenge?"

"Chin up, Patricia. Things are changing around here. You could be in a position of great inheritance."

"What do you mean?"

"Hugh Black hasn't updated his will since you were his muse. He hasn't has a serious relationship since you. You are still the beneficiary to his will. He is planning on changing the will to benefit Miss Dove and Fivel when he sees his lawyer at the garden party... but in the meantime, you are the heir until John Boddy turns eighteen."

"John turns eighteen this winter."

"Yes, but it is spring. Hugh Black and John Boddy have a lot of enemies."

"What are you saying?"

"You know what I'm saying."

"No... you can't."

"Just say the word, and once again, I will make all of your troubles go away."

"This... this is a trick. Just like you do every time."

"You twist my words around and get me all emotional and then offer a solution to my problems."

"Shhh. All you have to do is say yes."

"No! I don't want your help. I want you to leave me alone."

"This can all be yours. Forever."

"Stop it! Please stop!"

"Two bullets. Bang, bang. Everyone thinks a thief broke in during a busy party. The police will turn their noses to this place if given the easier way out."

"Get out!"

"Think it over. Don't do anything irresponsible. I don't want to take a trip to Pratton Memorial tonight."

"Hey? Are you okay?"

"I'm trying to pretend everything is alright. I'm trying to enjoy the luxuries of this place, but after Arlington Hall..."

"... it just reminded me about all the husbands Patricia had before we lived with the Senator for seven years. We used to move in and out of houses, mansions, penthouses, yachts every year or two. Sometimes it was even less than a year. Sometimes we'd move in with a new boyfriend for a few weeks between husbands..."

"Vivienne, I'm so sorry."

"I can't pretend like nothing happened on that train. Standing there, being given a tour by the butler... I just wanted to scream."

"We're fine. We made it. We're alive."

"I don't feel alive."

"I'm sorry. I need to go get a glass of water from the kitchen."

"I'll go with you."

"No, it's fine. I'll only be a moment. I just need to calm down."

"Vivienne, wait."

"What?"

"I love you."

"There has been a situation."

"Is everything alright?"

"I'm afraid not. Go find Mrs. White, she will fill you in... I would rather not be the one."

"You should find Mrs. White in Madame Rose's bedroom. That's where she was heading.'

"How bad is it?"

"Frau Bloom is dead. Ben Black escaped from the crypts. We think he did it."

"Well shit. How many people know about this?"

"Dr. Black, Mrs. White, Professor Plum. Possibly Nurse Silver. Mrs. White will likely tell Madame Rose and Yvette. Frau Bloom is still floating in the swimming pool as we speak."

"Are we playing this off as an accident?"

"I think we have to."

"This is gonna cost Dr. Black."

"That is between the two of you."

"I already hate the type of morally complicated work I've gotten myself into... but covering up a murder. I'm not too happy with how casual this family is about that."

"They less you know, the happier you'll stay."

"There is no possibility that someone else had it out for Bloom?"

"Benjamin, really? Who would want to kill the cook?"

"Shit. I guess we should get her out of the swimming pool."

"How exactly do we go about doing that?"

"Point me in the direction of Colonel Mustard's bedroom."

"I know how you think, Victor. Stop hiding from me."

"Victor, we can talk about this."

"How could you possibly think I wouldn't find out the truth?"

"Come out and talk to me, Victor."

"How long did you think you could keep it from me, really?"

"I don't know. I told myself that you either figured it out years and years ago, or you were too self-absorbed to ask questions."

"I found out after a year. I never asked questions before that because I truly thought you murdered our father."

"We don't hurt family... even if family hurts us in return."

"You told everyone our father died. You kept him prisoner in the attic. That is no different than keeping Ben in the crypts. My god, what have we become?"

"Evil gets what evil deserves."

"And where do you expect you'll be locked up?"

"I'll die first. I won't become anyone's prisoner."

"My father is alive, rotting away behind that door."

"He is fed daily. I'm sure you've tracked that by now."

"Do all the servants know? Nurse Silver, I mean."

"Only Mrs. White, Mr. Ash, Rusty, and Frau Bloom are involved. They are paid a stipend to stay quiet. Yvette and Nurse Silver are too fragile to carry weighted truths."

"Weighted truths? Is that what you call lies and secrets?"

"You're the black sheep, Victor. The bastard half-brother from a different mother. I'm sorry that we didn't keep you informed, but you'll have to believe me when I tell you - I genuinely forget that you are part of this family and not just an extended house guest."

"I've talked to father."

"No you haven't. I keep close tabs monitoring him."

"Personally? Or do you have Mr. Ash do it for you?"

"Because Mr. Ash and I have become rather close. The man has ended up owing me a thing or two."

"Are you so full of yourself that you can't even consider the fact that someone would keep something a secret behind your back?"

"If you truly have talked with father, then you'll know his mind is mush. He's nothing but a few frail thoughts. He's pretty much dead already."

"Yes, that was your plan."

"Careful, Victor..."

"Once I found out about him, I replaced the serum that you were using to weaken our father and speed up his death. For the past six years Mrs. White and Mr. Ash have been giving him nutrients and vitamins through a syringe."

"Father is stronger than ever and well aware of every thing you are doing wrong here. In fact, he just might make a special appearance at our annual garden party."

"I will kill every last one of you - string each one of you up in every window and door frame. I will burn this place to the ground with you inside of it. I will not be tested, I will not be crossed!"

"Son of a bitch! That hurt!"

"I'll fucking kill you!"

"It wasn't until I talked to father that we figured out what really happened to poor Ben. You had fun torturing him. You didn't test on him with positive intentions like I am... like father wanted."

"It's not that simple."

"You are going to lose either way. Why not be in charge of how you go out?"

"You're wrong. There is still a way to keep everyone from finding out the truth. We can kill them both. Our brother and our father. Once and for all. No more lies. They are dead for real. It's all over."

"Listen to yourself, Hugh..."

"It's over, Hugh..."

"Father, I know you can hear me."

"Are you praying, or talking to me?"

"Maybe both..."

"You've made a mess of things."

"I have..."

"John could've done a better job despite his youth."

"He's so much stronger than me. Just like Margaret."

"I'm a broken man... out of hope... out of luck... out of time..."

"These are the final hours of my imprisonment. Soon I will be free and roaming these halls once more. I will be cleared of all charges and exonerated for the murders you framed me for. The evidence that connects you to Monte Carlo has been planted. Copies have been made and distributed."

"This is my parting advise to you - don't go to Paris, don't go to Tangiers, don't even try Rangoon or Australia. You need to get to Russia and start a humble, fresh life. You need to pack a small bag and leave right now. Do not hesitate."

"I will not abandon my mansion."

"Then you will die here tonight."

"Gentlemen, what could I possibly be needed for at this hour?"

"Colonel, we... um... well, you see there's been a situation downstairs."

"If you bastards don't get to the bloody point I'm going to punch a hole in this wall."

"Frau Bloom is dead. We think she slipped and fell. Little accident."

"Anyway, we need your help retrieving her from the center of the swimming pool."

"Fuck off."

"Do you think he thinks we were joking? Should I knock again?"

"I think we need to get Monsieur Brunette or Dr. Black."

"Mother, what's wrong?"

"We have to leave. We have to get out of here."

"What's happening? What's going on?"

"Get dressed, darling. We're taking the car from the garage and we're getting on a train."

"Are we going back to Africa?"

"No, we're getting far away from the life we've known for so long. We are going to start a real life - a true life. You and me, before it's too late."

"Mother is going to try to hunt me down, but she's not going to win. Not this time. I won't be a pawn in her game."

"Hurry, if Hugh finds out he'll try to stop..."

"Mother?"

"It's nothing. Hurry, grab your coat."

"Mother!"

"Get help! Get Nurse Silver!"