Agatha Christie's Miss Marple: The Mirror Crack'd from Side to Side

Miss Jane Marple:
[last words of Joan Hickson as Miss Marple] More tea, vicar?

Miss Jane Marple:
[to Dr. Petrie on the phone] Well, it seems to me you're turning into a regular old bushbody!

Miss Jane Marple:
[on the phone] Dolly? Now you'll going to do something for me. I want you to talk to Dr. Petrie. Yes, because he's just behaving like Mussolini!

Margot Bence:
[explaining why she moved from America to England] I decided to make my career over here.

Insp. Craddock:
Why?

Margot Bence:
I like English men.

Marina Gregg:
[to Ardwyck Fenn] The love of money... the root of all evil! And you, Ardwyck, have it raw for breakfast and boiled, grilled and fried the rest of the day as well!

Insp. Craddock:
[after two murders] What would you like me to do?

Supt. Slack:
Do? Catch the perpetrator of this... pig's dinner! That's what I like you to do!

Insp. Craddock:
Yes, sir. What are you asking me to do?

Supt. Slack:
Tread carefully. Tact and tactics - mostly tact.

Insp. Craddock:
I undestand, sir. While I'm considering tactics, I'll talk to the husband.

Supt. Slack:
And another thing...

Insp. Craddock:
Sir?

Supt. Slack:
While you're in St. Mary Mead, I suggest you make contact with an old lady there. Oh, she looks like what you'd expect. Don't be deceived - she's got a mind like a meat cleaver. She's the sort of person who could help you on this case. Her name is Miss... Jane... Marple. I'm not pressuring you, but I do advise you to interview her.

Insp. Craddock:
That's all right, sir. I was intending to; she's my aunt.

Arthur Badcock:
[to inspector Lake as he shows him to a beautiful wooded area near a pond] This is where Keats is supposed to have heard the nightengale on the heath. Poor old thing! All he'd hear now at night is grunting in the bushes.