The Garden Murder Case1936

Dr. Doremus:
[to the butler who's showing him in] I don't need an usher to lead me to a corpse. [to Markham and Vance] Evening, Mr. Markham. Evening, Mr. Vance.

Sergeant Ernest Heath:
[sarcastically] What! No kiss for me, honey?

Dr. Doremus:
Ah!

Philo Vance:
[as Doremus takes a sandwich out of his bag] My dear doctor, what is that?

Dr. Doremus:
My dinner.

District Attorney Markham:
You're not going to eat in here?

Dr. Doremus:
Why not? For fourteen years you've called me from my soup to look at some dissipated cadaver. From now on, I'll eat with some corpse.

Sergeant Ernest Heath:
Don't forget, Doc, Christmas dinner at the morgue.

Dr. Doremus:
[Deadpan] I hope to see you there.