Robert: (off) Let's get this door open. We're coming in, Charley! We're coming in!
(He attempts to open the door into the lounge, but it won't budge. He keeps trying again for a few moments, without luck.)
Robert: (off) There we are. We're in.
(he and Dennis dart around the side of the set to enter)
(He attempts to open the door into the lounge, but it won't budge. He keeps trying again for a few moments, without luck.)
Robert: (off) There we are. We're in.
(he and Dennis dart around the side of the set to enter)
Robert: Good God! Charles Haversham murdered at his own engagement party! Florence!
(Sandra attempts to enter through the lounge door, but it still won't budge)
Sandra: (off) Charley! No! I can't believe what I'm seeing.
(Sandra attempts to enter through the lounge door, but it still won't budge)
Sandra: (off) Charley! No! I can't believe what I'm seeing.
(Dennis has been sent to the drinks trolley on the upstairs level)
Dennis: Oh my god! He's drunk the whole bottle! There's not a drop left!
(He reaches into the trolley, pulling out a full bottle of scotch. Realizing, he gets rid of the scotch by pouring it down the upstairs voice pipe funnel.)
Dennis: There's not a drop left! (the bottle is now empty)
Robert: Hang it all! There'll be another in the cabinet!
Dennis: Yes, sir. Of course you're right. This one's full!
(He reaches back into the trolley, pulling out the empty bottle he should've got the first time)
Dennis: Oh my god! He's drunk the whole bottle! There's not a drop left!
(He reaches into the trolley, pulling out a full bottle of scotch. Realizing, he gets rid of the scotch by pouring it down the upstairs voice pipe funnel.)
Dennis: There's not a drop left! (the bottle is now empty)
Robert: Hang it all! There'll be another in the cabinet!
Dennis: Yes, sir. Of course you're right. This one's full!
(He reaches back into the trolley, pulling out the empty bottle he should've got the first time)
