Agatha Christie's Marple2004

Miss Jane Marple:
You are quite sure?

Mrs. Price-Ridley:
I always put a pound note into the box on the anniversary of poor Bruce's passing.

Miss Jane Marple:
I know, but perhaps this time...

Colonel Protheroe:
Oh, come on, Miss Marple! If Marjorie said she put a pound in, then she did! So where's it gone? Well, I thought you'd be straining at the leash to sniff out the culprit. You do have a reputation to maintain.

Miss Jane Marple:
My reputation, Colonel Protheroe, if I have one, and how very kind of you to suggest I do, is neither here nor there. I merely wonder if it's a little early to talk of culprits.

Colonel Protheroe:
Nonsense!

Anne Protheroe:
[touches his shoulder in an effort to calm him] Lucius...

Colonel Protheroe:
Anne, don't paw me! Now, look, I'm a churchwarden, and I was in intelligence. I know when something smells fishy! This could be just the tip of the iceberg! Eh... Vicar! [marches off to confront the vicar]