- Brian Lane: Look at this.
- [shows a picture of a cat]
- Det. Supt. Sandra Pullman: It's a cat.
- Brian Lane: Do you know why their tongues are all rough? Because they're covered in sharp points, for stripping meat from bones.
- Det. Supt. Sandra Pullman: Fascinating.
- Brian Lane: They've also got teeth that are designed for cutting and shredding, and retractable claws for pinning down prey. And people keep them as pets!
- Det. Supt. Sandra Pullman: Any of that relevant, Brian?
- Brian Lane: Yes. Know thy enemy.
- Brian Lane: He's helping me with me inquiries.
- Det. Supt. Sandra Pullman: What inquiries?
- Brian Lane: You'll see. I've had an idea.
- Det. Supt. Sandra Pullman: I hate it when he has ideas. Makes me very nervous.
- Jack Halford: That was Liam. The lab confirmed that the scat sample was from a big cat. He sounded quite excited.
- Brian Lane: Of course. They've been trying to prove the existence of the UK Big Cat for years. We've just given them the evidence.
- Det. Supt. Sandra Pullman: No, you did. That was an amazing bit of detective work, Brian. Well done.
- Brian Lane: Oh, any of you could have put it together.
- Gerry Standing: No! We're sane.
- [first lines]
- Jack Halford: Hello. Um, uh, my name's Jack Halford. I've come to sign my will.
- Blunt's Recepionist: Ah, right.
- Jonathan Blunt: Aah, Mr Halford. At last we meet again.
- Jack Halford: [picking up will] Perhaps I should read it through.
- Jonathan Blunt: Well, you're more than welcome to, but the wording is exactly as we said it would be three years ago. Have your circumstances changed at all since Mrs Halford passed on.
- Jack Halford: No no, no, nothings changed.
- Det. Supt. Sandra Pullman: Then sign it.
- Harry Hepple: [bursting in] I have to see him now. Right.
- [to Blunt]
- Harry Hepple: You and I need to talk.
- Jonathan Blunt: We have discussed this, Mr Hepple. If you wish to speak to me, you must make an appointment and wait your turn.
- Harry Hepple: I have been waiting for ten years.
- Det. Supt. Sandra Pullman: Then ten minutes won't make any difference, will it?
- Harry Hepple: Excuse me, who do you think you are?
- Det. Supt. Sandra Pullman: Detective Superintendent Pullman.
- [shows her ID]
- Det. Supt. Sandra Pullman: Who are you?
- Harry Hepple: The cat is dead, Blunt. The cat is dead.
- [Hepple leaves]
- Jack Halford: What cat?