Agatha Christie's Poirot1989

[last lines]

James Ackerley:
I'm honoured that you took up my invitation. I'm sure it was a most enlightening experience for our listeners.

Hercule Poirot:
Thank you.

Receptionist:
Mr Ackerley! They've been trying to find you. The switchboard's been flooded with callers,

Hercule Poirot:
Ah.

Receptionist:
Complaining about the dreadful accent. Lowering the standard of spoken English; all that sort of thing.

James Ackerley:
Oh.

Receptionist:
Sir John Reith's waiting to see you in his office.

James Ackerley:
So sorry. Messieurs.

Chief Inspector Japp:
Don't take it too hard, Poirot.

Hercule Poirot:
Indeed no. I am not at all surprised.

Captain Hastings:
You're not?

Hercule Poirot:
No. Chief Inspector, you really ought to look to your elocution.

Chief Inspector Japp:
Swelp me, there's nothing wrong with my lingo.

Hercule Poirot:
You see, that is exactly the kind of expression like "'alf a mo" that brings the language into disrepute. Come, Hastings. I shall lend to the Chief Inspector my personal copy of 'The English as She Should be Spoken'. [exits the building] Taxi!