MR. MOUSTAFA: The next morning, Herr Becker received a peculiar, last-minute notice from the office of Deputy Kovacs, postponing their scheduled meeting, in perpetuity.
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You're the first of the official death squads to whom we've been formally introduced. How do you do?
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GUSTAVE H: Excuse me. Have you seen a pastry girl with a package under her arm in the last minute and a half?
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Yep. She just got on the elevator with Mr. Desgoffe und Taxis. Thank you. I'm sorry. Who are you? Otto, sir, the new Lobby Boy. You haven't been trained properly. A Lobby Boy never provides information of that kind. You're a stone wall. Understood?
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What does it say? Where is it? What's it all about, dammit? Don't keep us in suspense. This has been a complete fucking nightmare. Just tell us what the fuck is going on!
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Compliments of Herr Mendl.
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Something's on the back of the picture.
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Documents, please. With pleasure, as always.
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His body was found stuffed in a sarcophagus behind a storage room at the Kunstmuseum late last night.
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What a lovely thing to say. Thank you, dear Pinky. Thank you, Gunther. Thank you, Wolf. Anything else?
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At least three of them are anyway. Who are you?
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"Dearly beloved, we are gathered together..." MR. MOUSTAFA: Nor did my darling Agatha.
Serge X, missing. Deputy Kovacs, also missing. Madame D, dead. Boy with Apple, stolen, by us. Dmitri and Jopling, ruthless, cold-blooded savages. Gustave H, at large. What else? Zero, confused. Zero, confused, indeed. The plot "thickens," as they say.