Any reason to think it's not an accident?
PhryneThe owner was very eager to get us out of there.
That wouldn't have anything to do with you barging in like a freight train, would it?
PhryneI was a charming freight train.
A character in Miss Fisher's Murder Mysteries
Played by Essie Davis
Miss Fisher's Murder Mysteries · 55 quotes
Most-quoted character in Miss Fisher's Murder Mysteries: in 44 of its 55 quotes
Most scenes with: Jack Robinson (29), Hugh Collins (6), Mac Macmillan (6)
Any reason to think it's not an accident?
PhryneThe owner was very eager to get us out of there.
That wouldn't have anything to do with you barging in like a freight train, would it?
PhryneI was a charming freight train.
[Mac has been treating the owner of the factory where the murder took place.]
PhryneWhat's his ailment?
Bad heart. In every sense of the word.
[Phryne comes to see Mac after figuring out her relationship with the first victim.]
PhryneYou loved her. And you suffered in silence while I showed you those photos of the blood on the machine.
What could I have said?
PhryneThe truth would have given me a running start.
I went to Daisy's funeral service. Her mother came and thanked me for being a good doctor…I was so much more to her than that.
PhryneOh, Mac.
I didn't kill him.
PhryneHow long have we known each other?
Too bloody long.
PhryneThen you know there are some things that don't need to be said.
[Last lines: Phryne shows Jack a letter from Murdoch Foyle, with an offer of the location of her sister's remains if she allows Foyle to go free on parole.]
I hope you're not asking for my help.
Phryne[in desperation] But I am. Tell me not to place myself above the law, not to let a killer loose because I want the truth…tell me there's a greater good than my need to know.
You never listen to me anyway.
PhryneHumor me.
You know what to do.
PhryneFoyle can have me if he lets Jane go.
You can't go and offer yourself!
PhryneRhodes is the last one on Foyle's list, and he has the ring. I need to go back there.
[Jack blocks Phryne's path.]
I won't let you.
[Phryne tries to barrel past him, but Jack holds his ground.]
You're under arrest!
PhryneWhat?!
For your own safety.
PhryneDon't be absurd! You have no grounds for holding me.
[Phryne tries to push past Jack again, but he wrestles her back. She kicks him in relation, to Hugh's horror.]
That's it! [Jack grabs Phryne and pulls her arms behind her back.] You're officially charged with assaulting a police officer. And withholding evidence! [to Hugh] Constable, remove Miss Fisher's gun from her handbag and escort her to the lockup.
[Though bewildered, Hugh takes Phryne from Jack and, probably out of fear of her escaping, pins her arms to her side and lifts her. As he carries her, kicking and yelling to the cell, he apologizes profusely.]
I'm sorry, Miss. I'm sorry, Miss. I'm sorry, Miss. I'm-
PhryneYou can't do this!
-sorry, Miss.
Not so fast!
Janey, you're alive.
I'll never again dismiss the fashion world as frivolous. It all looks harmless enough, but you never know what lurks beneath.
PhryneUsually lingerie.
Equally dangerous.
PhryneAnd just one dress can be lethal. Night cap?
Perhaps some other time. At a less dangerous hour, in a less...lethal dress.
PhryneI really am very sorry, Jack, that you're in so much hot water because of me.
Don't be remorseful. It only confuses me.
[Phryne and Jack are searching for Nicholas Mortimer in the tunnels.]
Stay close.
PhryneIs that an order, Inspector, or are you just scared?
Only of you.
[Jane raises the mistletoe above Phryne and Jack.]
Miss Fisher and the Inspector!
[Except for Aunt Prudence, the gathered crowd lets out a loud collective "Ooh!"]
PhryneI'm not sure that my kisses can be compelled by sprigs of parasitic greenery.
Hemi-parasitic. Of the genus Viscum.
PhryneI'll take your word for it.
PhryneYou know, I saw the original Cavalcade of Mysteries as a child.
I can't imagine you small and harmless.
PhryneWell I was definitely small…
[DI Robinson has left the autopsy room in a huff.]
What have you done to him?
Phryne[technically telling the truth] Stood him up for another man.
[skeptical] Oh come on. Cough up.
PhryneMen. Can't live without them, you can't hit them with an axe.
I have nowhere to lay my head tonight.
PhryneI'm entertaining.
And you'll barely know i'm here. Unless you'd like some male company, Prudence.
I'm redecorating!
PhryneJack! I was going to explain last night, but you were in no fit state.
You assaulted me.
PhryneMy father assaulted you. Well, his nerve tonic assaulted you first, but none of it was planned.
Who put me in pyjamas?
PhryneMr Butler, of course. After I undressed you.
You have any idea what this appliance was?
PhryneI have a fast developing theory. Given what Dot reported on the victim’s neurosis, Doctor Samuels’ controversial reputation, and the victim’s lack of underwear, I’d say an electrical massager.
A what?
PhryneA... vibrating machine with a range of applications. [Jack still looks confused.] To various, sometimes delicate parts of the body.
Oh! Oh, that sort of electrical massager.
PhryneOh? Do you know what we’re looking for? Have you seen one before?
[He nods and then shakes his head slightly.] I was once ordered to raid a brothel in Chinatown that employed all manner of interesting devices.
PhryneNow that’s a tale I haven’t heard.
I confess I failed to understand the point of most of them.
I have a friend who can enlighten you. [She nods towards Phryne and smiles.]
It was during my cadetship. The whole establishment made a lasting impression.
Mr Freud would be terrible interested in that.
PhryneI’m quite interested myself.
So, what exactly are we looking for, sir?
We’ll discuss that later, Constable.
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