Hercule Poirot: [reading from the murderer's journal] "Our only captain of industry is the vulgarian Mr. Roger Ackroyd. The factory from which Ackroyd's ill-gotten wealth emanates, encapsulates the life we lead here: ferment and turmoil... It is here that he lines his pockets by combining unlikely chemicals to make unnecessary products while befouling the very air we breathe. He likes to think of himself as a scientist."

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A "Hello, Dolly!"

B "Hello gorgeous!"

C "Hi, I am here!"

D "Papa, can you hear me?"