Frenzy (1972) Poster

(1972)

Alec McCowen: Chief Inspector Tim Oxford

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  • [last lines] 

    Chief Inspector Oxford : Mr. Rusk, you're not wearing your tie.

    [Robert Rusk is speechless for a moment] 

    Robert Rusk : I...

    [he drops the trunk that he has just dragged into the room] 

  • [to publican Felix Forsythe] 

    Chief Inspector Oxford : I expect she'll turn up sooner or later. These days, ladies abandon their honor far more readily than their clothes.

  • [to his wife] 

    Chief Inspector Oxford : No, discretion is not traditionally the strong suit of the psychopath, dear. Believe me, that's what we're dealing with. You ought to read his wife's divorce petition.

  • Chief Inspector Oxford : What does your intuition tell you I want for dinner tonight?

    Mrs. Oxford : Steak and a baked potato. But you're getting: pied de porc la mode de Caens.

    Chief Inspector Oxford : lt looks like a pig's foot!

    Mrs. Oxford : That's what it is. I put it in the same sauce the French use for tripe.

    Chief Inspector Oxford : That's comforting.

  • Chief Inspector Oxford : It's delicious. But I find the - ingredients somewhat mystifying.

    Mrs. Oxford : They're smelts, ling, conger eel, John Dory, pilchards and frog fish.

  • Chief Inspector Oxford : Sergeant, my wife is currently taking a course at the Continental School of Gourmet Cooking. Apparently, they've never heard of the principal to eat well in this country, one must have breakfast three times a day. And an English breakfast at that. I don't mean your café complet.

    Sergeant Spearman : Beg pardon, sir?

    Chief Inspector Oxford : It's a cup of coffee, half an inch deep, in floating bits of boiled milk, and a sweet bun full of air. That's what I had this morning.

    Sergeant Spearman : I see what you mean, sir. I'm a - Quaker Oats man, myself.

  • Sergeant Spearman : I've never run into any of these jokers before, sir. What are they like?

    Chief Inspector Oxford : Oh, they vary, but not a lot. The important thing to remember is they hate women and are mostly impotent.

    Sergeant Spearman : Impotent?

    Chief Inspector Oxford : Don't mistake rape for potency, Sergeant. In the latter stage of the disease, it's the strangling, not the sex, that brings them on. Above all, of course, they're sadists.

  • Mrs. Oxford : A 'crime de passion' after all that time? Look at us. We've only been married eight years, and you can *hardly* keep your eyes open at night.

    Chief Inspector Oxford : Well, that's as may be, but I don't knock you about or make you do degrading things.

  • Mrs. Oxford : What do you think they held? A locket? A broach? A cross!

    Chief Inspector Oxford : It had to be something that would incriminate him. Something that he missed when he put the body on the truck. A monogrammed handkerchief, perhaps.

    Mrs. Oxford : Not a cross, I think.

    Chief Inspector Oxford : Well, I don't see why not. Religious and sexual mania are - closely linked.

  • Monica Barling : You see, Inspector, he wanted us to find women for him who enjoyed, well - certain peculiarities.

    Chief Inspector Oxford : You mean, who were sexual masochists? Who enjoyed being hurt? That sort of thing?

    Monica Barling : Quite.

  • Chief Inspector Oxford : Sergeant Spearman, you are positively glutinous with self-approbation.

  • Chief Inspector Oxford : Sergeant Spearman, you are positively glutinous with self-approbation. You might as well speak out.

    Sergeant Spearman : Yes sir! The woman behind the counter at the cafe positively identified Rusk from a photo I showed her as being the man who called at the cafe the night the body was discovered. And that's not all!

    [dramatically raising his index finger for emphasis] 

    Chief Inspector Oxford : Well, what are you waiting for, Sergeant, a roll of drums?

  • Chief Inspector Oxford : Miss Barling, could you describe Mr. Blaney for us? What he looked like, what he was wearing and so on.

    Monica Barling : Well, yes, I think I can. He was man in his thirties, about an inch or so under 6 foot tall. He had dark hair, green eyes and a 'stache. I estimate his weight at about 155 pounds. He was wearing a rather old-fashioned jacket with leather patches on the shoulder and at the elbows. In my opinion it was quite unsuitable for London. He was also carrying a raincoat.

    Chief Inspector Oxford : That's an extraordinarily precise description, Miss Barling.

    Monica Barling : In my job I've learned to keep a sharp eye on men, Inspector.

    [the chief inspector and sergeant appear visibly ill-at-ease] 

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