Agatha Christie's Poirot1989

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Hercule Poirot:
You know, Hastings, the worst kind of fanatic is the quiet, unobtrusive fanatic.

Fingler:
And the worst kind of customer is the customer who can't keep still.

Hercule Poirot:
Monsieur Fingler, this jacket it is too tight.

Fingler:
Oh, it is too tight, is it?

Hercule Poirot:
Yes, I shall scarcely be able to button it up.

Fingler:
Do you know why it is too tight?

Hercule Poirot:
Because you made it too small.

Fingler:
No no no no. Because you have grown too big. This jacket has been made by *last* year's measurements. Now are we having a fitting or what!

Hercule Poirot:
A fitting by all means, Monsieur Fingler.