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--You the private ***? >>Who wants to know?
--Mrs. LaRue.
--Ephemeral Faye LaRue.
--But my friends call me "Phem."
>>Save it, Dollface. What do you want?
--It's my cheating husband.
--I'm sick of his lies.
--I wanna catch him in flagrante delicto.
>>Sorry, Cookie Lips, I don't dance.
--Not even with a rich divorcee?
>>You're not divorced yet, Donut Crumbs...
>>...but I'll take the case.
>>My name is Panceliss. Detective Richard Panceliss.
>>I'm a sleuth. A spy. A shamus.
Who are you?
What was that?
But how?
Bruno Weisenheimer?
What happened to my office?
--Um...
...it's always this messy, ***.
Oh, yeah.
Right.
>>No secret is safe from me...
Of course!
Her evil twin sister!
But that means...
He sunk it all in an orphanage demolition company!
>>I'm a hint of a whisper of a ghost on a diet
>>more fleeting than the fevered dreams of a catatonic coma patient on anesthesia.
Wait ... what??
--I'm just the secretary!
--I shouldn't even BE here!
>>Over here, sunshine.
This mean I don't get paid?
--I grew up a happy child
excelling in both sports and the soprano tuba.
>>Honey...?
Are you ... talking to me...?
--What?? You're lying!
Is that all you got?
Noooooooooooooooooooo!!!!!!!
>>I'll be in touch.
I certainly hope so.
--You know what they say about a man ... in sandals.
>>Your timely payment is all the thanks I need.
You!
YOU!!
You!
YOU!!!
>>I love to solve a mystery.
>>To right a wrong that needed rightening.
>>To feel the wind against my shins.