Murder, She Wrote (TV Series)

The Murder of Sherlock Holmes (1984)

Angela Lansbury: Jessica Fletcher

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Quotes 

• Jessica Fletcher : [to Preston Giles]  You know, back in Cabot Cove, the only thing we have with claws are lobsters, and we eat 'em.

• [last lines] 

  Jessica Fletcher : "Drowned"?

• Kitty Donovan : Grady's told me so much about you.

  Jessica Fletcher : Isn't that a coincidence? Grady's told me absolutely nothing about you.

• Preston Giles : I'm so sorry. I should have told you. The party tonight, we're coming as our favorite fictional character. I know, I know. you haven't got a thing to wear.

  Jessica Fletcher : Well, I could always come as Lady Godiva.

• Jessica Fletcher : You know, George, rudeness does not become you.

  George : I know, but it's a job requirement.

• Jessica Fletcher : Excuse me, do you have four quarters for a dollar?

  Bag Lady : Nope. I've got three quarters for a dollar.

  Jessica Fletcher : Oh, yes... .three quarters. You must do quite well.

  Bag Lady : Beats hell out of welfare, sweetie.

• Jessica Fletcher : [During a TV interview]  Well, uh, actually, I never suspected that my book would be published. I really wrote it... well, for my own enjoyment, I guess. You know, like, like some people needlepoint or paint and...

  TV Book Critic : [Sarcastically]  Then you have no pretensions to having created "literature." How refreshing in an era dedicated to the beatification of the trivial and the canonization of the mundane.

  Jessica Fletcher : Well, on the other hand, people do seem to enjoy it.

  TV Book Critic : [With a contemptuous grin]  The people. Yes. Well, of course, we both know, dear Lady, that it takes very little to please the folks from Dubuque. How else do you explain television?

  Jessica Fletcher : [With a false innocent tone]  Oh, I couldn't. Television is your business... not mine.

  [Silly music playing, close-up on TV Book Critic giving a forced smile] 

• Jessica Fletcher : [Signing copies of her books and seeing a man approaching with a very large pile of books]  Oh, my goodness. Eight copies. You must be a real book lover. To whom shall I inscribe them?

  Heavy Set Crude Man : Just sign your name and the date, honey. This is just an investment. If you ever become somebody, they might be worth something.

  [Silly music playing, close-up on Jessica looking stunned] 

• Jessica Fletcher : [During a radio interview]  The fact is that I never intended to have the book published. Uh, it was all my nephew's idea.

  Talk Show Host : [Smoking cigarettes and drinking coffee]  Hey, isn't that something. She got the idea to write the book from her nephew.

  Jessica Fletcher : Oh, no, no, no. That isn't what I meant at all.

  Talk Show Host : Let's see. It's 23 past the hour and we're sitting here with that famous writer, Mrs. Jennifer Fletcher. And, uh, back with more of your calls right after this word from Henry's Fur Storage.

  [Cutting the mic and opening the room's door] 

  Talk Show Host : I'm sorry, honey, but we're just dying in here.

  Jessica Fletcher : [Sweating and coughing because of the host's cigarette smoke]  Oh yes!

  Talk Show Host : [Quite upset, turning to Jessica]  See? Look... Maybe you're living with somebody. How about a prison record?

  [Silly music playing, with Jessica looking stunned] 

  Talk Show Host : Anything?