[Jack has made Hugh search the women.]
Can’t you take pity on him? Make me an honorary constable.
Uh, no thanks. Collins could do with the practice. Has he asked Miss Williams to the Fireman and Policeman’s Ball yet?
Not that I’m aware of. Dotty wouldn’t keep that to herself.
He tells me he’s working on it.
[Holding out some potato on a fork to Jack.] Try this gratin, Jack.
You’re not taking the situation seriously.
I haven’t taken anything seriously since 1918.
[Jack eventually leans forward and eats the potato off the fork. He leans back and smiles.]
Shouldn’t you be clapping me in irons?
If I feed you some more, may I see what’s in that folder?
[She holds out another forkful to Jack. He takes the fork and the dish and Phryne takes the file.]
I…I was wondering if…I mean, would you… [He laughs nervously.] I suppose what I’m trying to ask is would you…
DDot
Oh, for goodness sake, Hugh Collins, would you do me the honour of accompanying me to the Fireman and Policeman’s Ball?
No. I mean, yes! Yes, but no, I’m supposed to ask you.
DDot
Well, we could all die waiting for that to happen.
I don’t know who has the more fanciful imagination; Rogers for coming up with it, or you for working it out.
[Two of the suspects are homosexual, which is a crime in 1928 Australia, and Jack must enforce the law.]
I am a servant of the law, not its master.
Well in this case, the law is an ass!
. . .
[Later, Jack presents Phryne with the evidence of her friend Charlie's homosexuality.]
I found these plates under the floorboards of Leonard Stevens' apartment.
What do you want me to do with them?
I thought you said your hands were tied.
[with a wry smile] Yes. But yours are not.
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