Death on the Nile (1978)

Angela Lansbury: Mrs. Salome Otterbourne

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• Mrs Otterbourne : [Interrupting Poirot and Race]  Do forgive me for butting in, but I have a bet with my daughter here, that you're Hercules Porridge, the famous French sleuth.

  Hercule Poirot : Not quite. I am Hercule Poirot, the famous Belgian sleuth.

• Rosalie Otterbourne : Somehow, I don't think Monsieur Poirot is a very keen reader of romantic novels, Mother.

  Mrs Otterbourne : Well, of course he is! All Frenchmen are. They're not afraid of good, strong sex!

• Mrs Otterbourne : Will you not join me for a little refreshment? This marvellous little man here has just made me the most extraordinary concoction out of native fruit juices. It's called a "Golden Sepik" and is named after the god of the ancient city of "Crocodilopolis".

  Hercule Poirot : Not for me, thank you very much.

  Col. Johnny Race : Sometimes I do take the hair of the dog, but never the scale of the crocodile.

• Mrs Otterbourne : If you please, leave me alone.

  Hercule Poirot : Well, if we have disturbed you, we are both desolate.

  Mrs Otterbourne : Oh, life can be so cruel! One must be brave, very brave, to bear the calumnies of life. Here, barman! This crocodile has lost its "croc"!

• Mrs Otterbourne : I tell you that I, Salome Otterbourne, have succeeded where frail men have faltered. I am a finer sleuth than even the great Hercule Porridge.

• Mrs Otterbourne : Do you tango, Colonel?

  Col. Johnny Race : Poorly, I'm afraid, Miss Otterbourne.

  Mrs Otterbourne : Then I shall teach you to do it correctly, as it was done in old Spain, when it was known as the "cheeker", that is to say, with a sensuous, *erotic* dash.

• Mrs Otterbourne : Philistine! I'll show you what reputation is about!

• Mrs Otterbourne : I'm sorry you should have taken "Passion Under the Persimmon Tree" that way. I assure you the intention was merely to show a young girl's heart beginning to beat to the primordial drum. Can't you see my dear that what I wrote was really quite flattering?

  Linnet Ridgeway : Frankly, Miss Otterbourne, I don't consider being likened to a nymphomaniacal baboon, flattering,

• Mrs Otterbourne : Oh, yes, rams. Lickerish, priapic, erotisch rams! How noble they are! With their proud flanks, flared nostrils, and unashamed curled horns.

• Mrs Otterbourne : You look very sleepy tonight, Monsieur Porridge.

  Hercule Poirot : Yes, I'm extremely. I'm consumed by sleep, Madame. I don't know why, but I can hardly - keep my eyes open.

  Mrs Otterbourne : Naughty. Me, too.

• Mrs Otterbourne : I suppose that uncouth young man will appear now and attempt to seduce you. Well, don't let him succeed without at least the show of a struggle. Remember, the chase is very important.

  Rosalie Otterbourne : Oh, mother!

• Mrs Otterbourne : Oh, the crime passionnel, the primitive instinct to kill, so closely allied to the sex instinct.

• Mrs Otterbourne : My world is the world of grand love and passionate romance, not grubby murders.

• Col. Johnny Race : Madam, do I understand that you have evidence to show who killed Mrs Doyle?

  Mrs Otterbourne : You do and I have.

• Col. Johnny Race : I wouldn't go in there, if I were you. Dr Bessner is rather cross.

  Mrs Otterbourne : My good man, I know that, but a little kraut crossness won't stop me now.