Well, hello there, chaps. We were just talking about you.
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Documents, please. With pleasure, as always.
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L'air de Panache.
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Are you Monsieur Gustave of the Grand Budapest Hotel in Nebelsbad?
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May I officiate, by the way? The ceremony? With pleasure. I must say, I find that girl utterly delightful. Flat as a board, enormous birthmark the shape of Mexico over half her face, sweating for hours on end in that sweltering kitchen while Mendl, genius though he is, looms over her like a hulking gorilla.
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MR. MOUSTAFA: By express wireless, I wrote Agatha with instructions to move to our pre-arranged hideout, a Gypsy caravan on the outer Nebelsbad road, while Monsieur Gustave and I continued east into the Zubrowkian Alps, toward our high-altitude rendezvous with the butler Serge X.
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LIEUTENANT: A radio telegram was delivered and signed for by the girl at 4:00 AM. The envelope was found near the body, but its contents were missing.
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Yet without question, without fail, always and invariably, she's exceedingly lovely. Why?
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As a precaution, we disembarked quietly in the freight yard just outside the station.
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Because of her purity.
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I know, darling. Let's put that behind us. Listen, I hate to put you on the spot, but I really must ask you to clear my name. Obviously you're grieving... There's more.
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Uh-huh. Put these on and sing.
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Come on! Let's go!
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MONK: Psst.
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Are you Monsieur Gustave of the... Yes, dammit. Confess. I'm innocent. Hmm? No, no.
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Goodbye, Serge.
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Surrender lawfully and I will personally vouchsafe your fair treatment. Do not attempt to flee! ZERO: What do you think? I don't know. I'd rather jump off this cliff right now than go back to fucking prison. I say we steal that sick maniac's motorcycle, go fetch Agatha, take back Boy with Apple and head for the Maltese Riviera, once and for all.
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To the story. I get it. Go on. I was the official witness in Madame D's presence to the creation of a second will to be executed only in the event of her death by murder. A second will? Right.