Why Didn't They Ask Evans? (TV Mini Series)
Episode #1.1 (2022)
Will Poulter: Bobby Jones
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Quotes
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Bobby Jones : I thought you were in London.
Frankie Derwent : I was. Now I'm not. How does she do it, no one knows.
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Bobby Jones : Shall we take her for a run?
Ralph 'Knocker' Beadon : Uh, no, sir. We shan't.
Bobby Jones : Why not?
Ralph 'Knocker' Beadon : No engine. It's 25 quid. But, up and running, this thing worth 300 anywhere in the world.
Bobby Jones : Knocker, how are you going to sell a car without an engine?
Ralph 'Knocker' Beadon : I'm not. You are.
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Frankie Derwent : Ditch the jalopy and jump up here.
Bobby Jones : Can she take two?
Frankie Derwent : Yes, *he* can. Some detective you'd make.
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Bobby Jones : Are you wearing my clothes?
Frankie Derwent : Yes, sir. 'Gamine' is the word you're fumbling for.
Bobby Jones : Er... why are you...
Frankie Derwent : Policemen took my dress.
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Bobby Jones : Someone tried to poison me?
Frankie Derwent : Unless you tried to poison yourself...
Bobby Jones : Why would I do that?
Frankie Derwent : Apparently, you said my name in the ambulance. Several times.
Bobby Jones : Frankie, I hope you won't be offended if I tell I'm not... quite ready to kill myself over you yet.
Frankie Derwent : I am a little stung.
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Rev. Richard Jones : Yeah, well, you agreed to it, that's the thing. I didn't force you, did I?
Bobby Jones : No.
Rev. Richard Jones : I can easily ask Janice.
Bobby Jones : Janice...
Rev. Richard Jones : Can't play the organ, I know. But at least she would be here.
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Frankie Derwent : What about you? You played rugby for the under-eighteens when you were fifteen. Too dreamy. And they said you ran away to sea.
Bobby Jones : Sort of.
Frankie Derwent : But you've run back?
Bobby Jones : Sort of.
Frankie Derwent : Oh, great story, Steve! Dragged a bit in the middle.
Bobby Jones : Who's Steve?
Frankie Derwent : I've always called you Steve.
Bobby Jones : I don't remember you calling me anything.
Frankie Derwent : Not out loud.
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Bobby Jones : And what about you? What brings you back to Marchbolt?
Frankie Derwent : Nothing. London sent me back. You've heard of London? Don't want to baffle you with jargon. Well, it's full of people, and yet there's nobody there. Explain that to me, o ancient mariner. What are you doing?
Bobby Jones : Well, the first hole is a longish par-4, so, I thought you might want to loosen up with a lofted wood.
Frankie Derwent : You're speaking Welsh now.
Bobby Jones : I thought you wanted to play.
Frankie Derwent : Golf?
Bobby Jones : Well, that is why I'm carrying your bag, isn't it?
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Frankie Derwent : Bobby, will you stop jumping out in front of me?
Bobby Jones : You have to see this.
Frankie Derwent : Why are you wearing that?
Bobby Jones : You know, funniest thing, someone stole my clothes.
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Frankie Derwent : Sorry, H, the police have my keys.
Hari Singh : The kitchen door is always open, Lady Frances.
Frankie Derwent : I'm not bringing Bobby Jones through the kitchen.
Bobby Jones : I've been through the kitchen, as it happens.
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Frankie Derwent : Hmm. Poor Alex Pritchard.
Bobby Jones : Thought I was Steve.
Frankie Derwent : You do continue to disappoint me. Alex Pritchard is the name of the man who died.
Bobby Jones : How do you know that?
Frankie Derwent : 'The victim of the tragedy has been named as Alex Pritchard... ' That was my first clue. '... who was identified by means of a photograph he was carrying of his sister, Mrs Leo Cayman. Mrs Cayman journeyed to Marchbolt from Paddington late last night to identify the body. Inquest will be held tomorrow.' All that for a thrupence. Apparently, there's one every day.