A Murder is Announced

Originally a Miss Marple blog, for the recent adaptation, it is now becoming over-run with my fancy for Midsomer Murders. Don't worry, Miss Marple will show up from time to time! Feel free to take any caps and use for your own graphics. If you do use them, either credit midsomer-marple or submit them in my submit box. Enjoy!!!

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Jones: So where does that leave us?

Barnaby: Studying country law, Jones, that’s where that leaves us, which dictates not only the behaviour of the animals, but also of the people.

Jones: Can you be a bit less obscure, sir?

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Barnaby: This is Sergeant Troy. And this is a spade. Between them, they are going to dig a hole in your backyard with your permission.

Hollingsworth: Which I don’t give.

Barnaby: Thank you very much.

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Darren: ...and he’s written an editorial about how the police don’t have a clue.

Troy pulls out his warrant card.

Darren: Oh. I see...

Troy: You can tell me what the clue is that the police don’t have.

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DS Noland: Mr Gudgeon would not jeopardize a long and complex operation by spilling the beans to a flatfooted country copper. ... keep your mouth shut and go back to chasing purse-snatchers. I don’t think you’re cut out for the NIS.

Troy: You’re right. I’m not.

(later)

Troy: A document? You mean like, a piece of paper?

DS Noland: Don’t annoy me, Troy.

Troy: Sorry, but you have to spell these things out for us country coppers.

(still later)

Barnaby: As you well can imagine, we’re not used to dealing with such vast sums hereabouts.

DC Backley: Well there’s no need to get stressed, sir. This is an NIS matter now, and we’ll take care of it.

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(as Gudgeon, Noland and Backley get hauled off)

Troy: Flatfooted country coppers, indeed. I wish every arrest was as enjoyable as this, sir.

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That look you get when you realize you’ve been drinking yourself silly a few feet from a cupboard filled with 5 million pounds.

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Troy: (about Joyce’s painting) It’s very, um, it’s very... atmospheric.

Barnaby: Who is this?

Joyce: Alan Pinkney.

Barnaby: Why has he got huge whiskers growing out of his ears?

Joyce: They’re paint brushes.

Troy: These trees are very good, Mrs Barnaby.

Joyce: They’re clouds, Gavin.

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Barnaby: (about drawings in victim’s house) Not very good either, are they?

Troy: Maybe the murderer was an art-lover, sir.

Barnaby: *unimpressed face*

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Troy: ...she was also assaulted, according to Teal.

Barnaby: Will you stop saying that? Did he get the woman’s registration number?

Troy: No. He was too busy lying in the road, admiring her ankles.

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Troy: Gudgeon won’t like us poking around in his evidence, sir.

Barnaby: Well, we could make an early start. He’d never know.

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Major Teal: Surely you’re too young to be a sergeant?

Troy: ...

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Sam Heughan in “King’s Crystal” -- Midsomer Murders

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Sam Heughan in “King’s Crystal” -- Midsomer Murders

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Not actually a Marple, but in the same vein of murder mysteries from England. I stumbled across a photo of young Sam Heughan in an episode of Midsomer Murders and I just had to watch it for myself.

Here, he’s blonde with a British accent. And so young!

“King’s Crystal” -- Midsomer Murders

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The Secret of Chimneys. Series 5, episode 2.

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Carey Mulligan