And Then There Were None (Play) - Act 1, Act 2 Scenes 1 and 2, Act 3 Scenes 1 and 2: Lines for Davis/Det. William Blore
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MARSTON: Whiskey, I think.
(DAVIS) Wonderful place you have here!
LOMBARD: Say when!
MARSTON: Oh wizard!
(walks over to bar)
(DAVIS) How are you?
LOMBARD: My name's Lombard. Have a drink, Mr.--
(DAVIS) Davis, Davis is the name!
LOMBARD: Mr. Davis - Mr. Marston!
(DAVIS) How are you, Mr. Marston? Pleased to meet you. Thanks, Mr. Lombard. I don't mind if I do. Bit of a stiff climb up here. But whew! What a view and what a height! Reminds me of South Africa, this place.
LOMBARD: Does it? What part?
(DAVIS) Oh--er--Natal, Durban, you know.
(DAVIS) Well, here's to temperance. Do you--er--know South Africa.
LOMBARD: Me? No.
(DAVIS) That's where I come from. That's my Natal state--ha ha.
LOMBARD: Interesting country. I should think.
(DAVIS) Finest country in the world, sir. Gold, silver, diamonds, oranges, everything a man could want. Talk about a land flowing with beer and skittles.
VERA: General MacKenzie, isn't it? I'm Mrs. Owen's secretary. Mrs. Owen has been detained in London, I'm afraid, and won't be down until tomorrow. Can I introduce Captain Lombard--Mr. Marston and Mr.--
(DAVIS) Davis, Davis is the name.
VERA: I expect so. Won't you have something? May I introduce Captain Lombard--General MacKenzie--Mr. Marston. I think you all met on the boat. And Mr.--
(DAVIS) (to Brent) Davis, Davis is the name. May I take your case?
VERA: Perhaps she's the kind of person who just can't help missing trains.
(laughs) That's what I reckon she is.
LOMBARD: I'm afraid or host and hostess haven't arrived, sir. My name's Lombard.
WARGRAVE: Mine's Wargrave. How do you do?
LOMBARD: How do you do? Have a drink, sir?
WARGRAVE: Yes, please. A whiskey.
(DAVIS) (to WARGRAVE) How are you? Davis, Davis is the name. I say wonderful place you've got here. Quite unique.
WARGRAVE: As you say--quite unique.
(LOMBARD approaches WARGRAVE with whiskey)
(DAVIS) Your drink, sir.
NARACOTT: Here you are, sir. I'll call Rogers.
(BLORE meets ARMSTRONG)
(DAVIS) How are you? Davis. Davis is the name.
ARMSTRONG: Mine's Armstrong.
(DAVIS, guard down) Doctor Armstrong, I believe?
(BLORE) Thought so. Never forget a face.
ARMSTRONG: Don't tell me I've forgotten one of my patients!
(BLORE) No, no, nothing like that, but I once saw you in Court giving expert evidence.
ARMSTRONG: Oh, really? Are you interested in the law?
(switch back to DAVIS character) Well, you see, I'm from South Africa. Naturally, legal processes in this country are bound to interest a colonial.
ARMSTRONG: Oh yes, of course.
(DAVIS, guard down) Have a drink?
ARMSTRONG: No, thanks. I never touch it.
(DAVIS, guard down) Do you mind if I do? Mine's empty.
ARMSTRONG: Not a bit.
(BLORE) I've been having a look round the island. It's a wonderful place, isn't it?
ARMSTRONG: Wonderful. I thought as I was coming across the mainland what a haven of peace this was.
(BLORE) Too peaceful for some, I daresay.
ARMSTRONG: Wonderfully restful. Wonderful for the nerves. I'm a nerve specialist, you know.
(BLORE) Yes, I know that. Did you come down by train?
ARMSTRONG: No, I motored down. Dropped in on a patient on the way. Great improvement--wonderful response.
(BLORE) Best part of two hundred miles, isn't it? How long did it take you?
ARMSTRONG: I didn't hurry. I never hurry. Bad for the nerves. Some mannerless young fellow nearly drove me into the ditch near Amesbury. Shot past me at about eighty miles an hour. Disgraceful bit of driving. I'd like to have had his number.
(BLORE) Yes, and if only more people would take the numbers of these young road hogs.
ARMSTRONG: Yes. You must excuse me. I must have a word with Mr. Owen.
(BLORE) Oh, but--Mr. Owen isn't coming down--
ROGERS: You rang, sir?
(DAVIS) Yes, take my hat, will you? What time's supper?
ROGERS: Dinner is at eight o'clock, sir. In a quarter of an hour. I think tonight dressing will be optional.
(DAVIS, guard down) Got a good place, here.
ROGERS: Yes, thank you, sir.
(BLORE) Been here long?
ROGERS: Just under a week, sir.
(BLORE) Is that all? So I don't suppose you know much about this crowd that's here?
ROGERS: No, sir.
(BLORE) All old friends of the family?
ROGERS: I really couldn't say, sir.
(BLORE) Oh, well...
ROGERS: Yes, sir?
(switch back into DAVIS character) Do you think you could put some sandwhiches and a bottle of beer in my room at night? I get a hell of an appetite with this sea air.
ROGERS: I'll see what I can do, sir.
(DAVIS) I'll see you won't lose by it. Where's my room?
ROGERS: I'll show you, sir.
(DAVIS) Good. I can do with a wash and brush up straightaway.
MARSTON: Absolutely wizard car--a super-charged Sports Varletti Carlotta. You don't see many of them on the road. I can get over a hundred out of her.
(DAVIS to MARSTON)
(DAVIS) Did you come from London?
ARMSTRONG: Footling? Me footling?!
(DAVIS) Oh, well! What about a drink?
VERA: "Ten little soldier boys going out to dine. One choked his little self and then there were nine.
"Nine Little Soldier boys sat up very late. One overslept himself and then there were eight."
(BLORE) "Eight little soldier boys traveling in Devon. One got left behind and then there were seven--"
(cut off by the machine)
ARMSTRONG: It's nothing much. She's fainted, that's all. She'll be around in a minute. Get some brandy.
(BLORE) Rogers, get some brandy.
ARMSTRONG: She'll be all right. I've given her a sedative.
(exasperated) Now, then, Doctor, you'll want a drink after this.
ARMSTRONG: No, thank you. I never touch it.
(acknowledge) Oh, so you said. You have this one, General?
ROGERS: We've only been here just under a week, sir, my wife and I. We were engaged by letter through a registry office. The Regina, in Plymouth.
(BLORE) That's a high-class firm. We can check on that.
WARGRAVE: Hmm. Headed Ritz Hotel and typewritten.
(BLORE) Coronation machine Number Five. Quite new. No defects. Ensign paper--most common make. We shan't get much out of this. We might try it for fingerprints, but it's been handled too much.
WARGRAVE: Just now we had a somewhat disturbing experience. An apparently disembodied voice spoke to us all by name, uttering certain definite accusations against us. We will deal with those accusations presently. At the moment, I am interested in a minor point. Among the names received was that of William Henry Blore. But as far as we know, there is no one named Blore among us. The name of Davis was not mentioned. What have you to say about that, Mr. Davis?
Cat's out of the bag, it seems. I suppose I'd better admit my name isn't "Davis". (with sarcasm, spite)
WARGRAVE: You are William Henry Blore.
(snidely) That's right.
LOMBARD: I will ad something to that. Not only are you here under a false name, Mr. Blore, but in addition I've noticed this evening that you're a first-class liar. You claim to have come from Natal, South Africa. I know South Africa and Natal well, and I'm prepared to swear that you've never set foot there in your life.
You gentlemen have got me wrong. I'm an ex-C.I.D. man!
LOMBARD: Oh, a copper!
I've got my credentials and I can prove it. I run a detective agency in Plymouth. I was put onto this job.
WARGRAVE: By whom?
Why, Mr. Owen. Sent a very nice money order for expenses, and said I was to join the house party, posing as a guest. He also sent a list of all your names and said I was to keep an eye on you all.
WARGRAVE: Any given reason?
Said Mrs. Owen had got some valuable jewels. Mrs. Owen, my foot! I don't believe there's any such person.
WARGRAVE: Whoever it is who has enticed us here, that person has taken the trouble to find out a great deal about us. A very great deal. And out of his knowledge concerning us, he has made certain definite accusations.
(simultaneously with MACKENZIE, MARSTON, ROGERS, and VERA) It's all very well to make accusations!
ROGERS: There was a mention, sir, of me and Mrs. Rogers, and of Miss Jennifer Brady. There isn't a word of truth in it. We were with Miss Brady when she died. She was always in poor health, sir, always from the time we came to her. There was a storm, sir, the night she died. The telephone was out of order. We couldn't get the doctor to her. I went for him, sir, on foot. But he got there too late. We'd done everything possible for her, sir. Devoted to her, we were. Anyone will tell you the same. There was never a word said against us. Never a word.
(bullying) Came into a nice little something at her death, I suppose, didn't you?
LOMBARD: What about yourself, Mr. Blore?
What ABOUT me?
LOMBARD: Your name was on the list.
I know, I know. Lendor, you mean? That was the London & Commercial Bank robbery.
WARGRAVE: I remember the name, though it didn't come before me. Lendor was convicted on your evidence. You were the police officer in charge of the case.
I was, my lord.
WARGRAVE: Lendor got penal servitude for life and died in Dartmoor a year later. He was a delicate man.
He was a crook. It was him that put the night watchman out. The case was clear from the start.
WARGRAVE: You were complimented, I think, on your able handling of the case.
I got my promotion. I was only doing my duty.
LOMBARD: Then he must have put the stuff in the glass himself.
Suicide, eh? That's a rum go. (an oddity)
ACT 2, SCENE 1
VERA: It's very early, still.
Oh, I know. Still the fellow brings the milk and the bread and all that. I should have thought he'd have got here before this. No sign of breakfast yet. Where's that fellow Rogers?
ACT 2, SCENE 1
VERA: Oh, don't bother about breakfast.
WARGRAVE: How's the weather looking?
The wind has freshened a bit. Rather a mackerel sky. Old boy in the train yesterday said we were due for dirty weather. Shouldn't wonder if he wasn't right--
ACT 2, SCENE 1
ARMSTRONG: I wish that boat would come. The sooner we get off this island the better. It's absurd not keeping a boat on the island.
No proper harbor. If the wind comes to blow from the southeast, a boat would get dashed to pieces against the rocks.
ACT 2, SCENE 1
EMILY: But a boat would always be able to make us from the mainland?
No, Miss Brent--that's just what it wouldn't.
ACT 2, SCENE 1
EMILY: Do you mean we should be cut off from the land?
Yes. Condensed milk, ryvita and tinned stuff till the gale had blown itself out. But you needn't worry. The sea's only a bit choppy.
ACT 2, SCENE 1
ARMSTRONG: I wonder if that boat's coming. Annoying the way the house is built slap up against the cliff. You can't see the mainland until you've climbed to the top. Shall we go up there again?
(laughingly, dismissively, grimly) It's no good, Doctor. A watched pot never boils. There wasn't a sign of a boat putting out when we were up there just now.
ACT 2, SCENE 1
ARMSTRONG: What can this man Naracott be doing?
They're all like that in Devon. Never hurry themselves.
ARMSTRONG: And where's Rogers? He ought to be about.
If you ask me, Mr. Rogers was pretty badly rattled last night.
ARMSTRONG: I know. Ghastly--the whole thing.
Got the wind up properly. I'd take an even bet that he and his wife did do that old lady in.
WARGRAVE: You really think so?
Well, I never saw a man more scared. Guilty as hell, I should say.
ARMSTRONG: Fantastic--the whole thing, fantastic.
I say, suppose he's hopped it?
ARMSTRONG: Who, Rogers? But there isn't any way he could. There's no boat on the island. You've just said so.
Yes, but I've been thinking. We've only Rogers' word for that. Suppose there is one and he's nipped off in it the first thing.
MACKENZIE: Oh! No. He wouldn't be allowed to leave the island.
Sleep well, General?
MACKENZIE: I dreamed--yes, I dreamed--
I don't wonder at that.
MACKENZIE: I dreamed of Lesley--my wife, you know.
(hesitantly, shocked) Oh--er--yes. So, I wish Naracott would come...
MACKENZIE: Who is Naracott?
The bloke who brought us over yesterday afternoon.
MACKENZIE: Was it only yesterday?
Yes, I feel like that, too. Batty gramophone records--suicides--it's about all a man can stand. I shan't be sorry to see the back of Soldier Island, I give you my word.
MACKENZIE: So you don't understand. How strange!
What's that, General?
ARMSTRONG: I don't like the look of him.
I reckon young Marston's suicide must ahve been a pretty bad shock to him. He looks years older.
ARMSTRONG: Where is that poor young fellow now?
In the study--put him there myself.
VERA: I don't know. But suicide--
You know, I had a pretty funny feeling in the night. Mr. Unknown Owen, suppose he's on the island. Rogers may not know. Or he may have told him to say so. Pretty nasty thought, isn't it?
ARMSTRONG: But would it have been possible for anyone to tamper with Marston's drink without our seeing him?
Well, it was standing up there. Anyone could have slipped a dollop of cyanide in it if they'd wanted to.
VERA: Oh, yes--of course.
(out of Left Door 2) What's going on here? No sign of any breakfast!
LOMBARD: Good morning.
Good morning, Captain Lombard.
LOMBARD: Good morning. Seem to have overslept myself. Boat here yet?
LOMBARD: Bit late, isn't it?
LOMBARD: Good morning. You and I could have had a swim before breakfast. Too bad all this.
VERA: Too bad you overslept yourself.
You must have good nerves to sleep like that.
LOMBARD: Nothing makes me lose my sleep.
Didn't dream of African Natives, by any chance, did you?
LOMBARD: No. Did you dream of convicts on Dartmoor?
Look here, I don't think that's funny, Captain Lombard.
LOMBARD: Well, you started it, you know. I'm hungry. What about breakfast?
The whole domestic staff seems to have gone on strike.
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