Remington Steele1982

[Remington, Laura and Claude are sitting around a wine barrel, containing a body that was found at the vineyard, as they hide it from potential investors]

Laura Holt:
It would appear someone might be using Harry here to sabotage your deal.

Claude Vandermeer:
Harry? You found out his name. That's great.

Remington Steele:
Yes, well, I'm afraid it's more endearing than accurate. This neighbor of yours, Werner... do you think he might be responsible?

Claude Vandermeer:
Well, he's not one of my bigger fans, but I can't believe he's capable of killing anyone. My mother on the other hand...

Remington Steele:
Thick and stormy past, eh?

Claude Vandermeer:
When I was nine, I set up a lemonade stand. My mother told me the key to good lemonade was to scratch the sugar and double the salt. And when I had a paper route, she used to go through my papers everyday and take out the funnies. She's always had this problem with me succeeding, and she knows that this wine is my chance to finally make it on my own. I wouldn't put anything past her. Not after watching her drive my father, Arnold, to his grave.

Laura Holt:
Your father's name was Arnold?

[Laura and Remington exchange a look, as they both know that Claude's mother's horse is named Arnold]