Midsomer Murders (TV Series)
Death in Disguise (1998)
Laura Howard: Cully Barnaby
Quotes
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Ava Rokeby : [Last lines] Mr. Barnaby.
D.C.I. Barnaby : Oh, Ms. Rokeby.
[pause]
D.C.I. Barnaby : Oh, do sit down. We were just talking about you. A certain recipe brought you to mind.
Ava Rokeby : You said you'd give me something special after the arrest.
D.C.I. Barnaby : Yes I did. I was lying.
Ava Rokeby : That is outrageous.
Cully Barnaby : Well, what do you expect? He's a policeman.
Ava Rokeby : I kept to my side of the bargain, stayed clear till it was all over.
D.C.I. Barnaby : Yes you did. Tell me this then. Your contact up at the manor house. What was his name?
Ava Rokeby : Lips are sealed. Ethics.
D.C.I. Barnaby : It was Ken Beavers, wasn't it? You even bought him a mobile telephone with which he could reach you. How much did you pay him?
Ava Rokeby : Again, ethics.
D.C.I. Barnaby : Bye bye, Ms. Rokeby.
Ava Rokeby : 1500 quid. Come on Barnaby, something to follow up with tomorrow? You promised me.
D.C.I. Barnaby : Hull Crown Court, September 1991. Ken and Heather Beavers. Brothel keeping.
[Rokeby smiles]
D.C.I. Barnaby : Your readers will love it. I know I did.
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D.C.I. Barnaby : [deboning a fish] Greater love hath no fish that then he should lay down his life for my lunch. How's the sauce coming?
Joyce Barnaby : It's a wee bit lumpy. Tastes okay, though.
Cully Barnaby : You remind me of someone. It's either Raymond Blanc or Jack the Ripper.
D.C.I. Barnaby : You wait until you taste it.
Joyce Barnaby : It still looks a bit funny.
D.C.I. Barnaby : [Barnaby goes to throw the bones out when he sees May Cuttle] it's that May Cuttle from the lodge of the...
Cully Barnaby : Oh, the commune.
D.C.I. Barnaby : Yeah, the commune up the manor. She's here again. Say what you like, but I'm not here!
Joyce Barnaby : Leave her to me!
D.C.I. Barnaby : Treats me like her local Bobby!
Cully Barnaby : Well, because that's what you are, Dad.
Joyce Barnaby : I am, I can, I will get rid of her!
[pause]
Joyce Barnaby : Ms. Cuttle. Actually we just...
May Cuttle : This is terribly urgent!
Joyce Barnaby : Miss Cuttle, uh...
May Cuttle : [searches through the house] Um, Mr. Barnaby,
D.C.I. Barnaby : Yes, Miss Cuttle. How are you?
May Cuttle : I'm in the pink, Mr. Barnaby.
D.C.I. Barnaby : Oh, good.
May Cuttle : Alas, Mr. Carter is a definite shade of gray!
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Joyce Barnaby : Oh, darling.
D.C.I. Barnaby : You shouldn't have waited up.
Joyce Barnaby : That's all right. Do you want a cup of tea?
D.C.I. Barnaby : No, no, no. Whiskey please. Large, large.
Joyce Barnaby : That bad, eh?
D.C.I. Barnaby : Mm hmm.
[pause]
D.C.I. Barnaby : Those people at the lodge, I misread them. I thought they were harmless. Plainly one of them is not.
Cully Barnaby : Maybe they struck a chord with the aging hippie in you, Dad.