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but the Colonel did. Whoa. He threw his body across Mr. Quince. He was hero. For nine months, the Colonel lay in a coma. And when he awoke, he find his eye is not the only thing he lost. They blew off his . I knew it. I knew it. His hand. His hand, honey. The . He’s saying the . No, no, no. He doesn’t have a hand! I’m no talk about ! All right. I talk about her. Me? Her? No, no, no. Madeleine. LeBoutillier. The most beautiful woman I have ever seen. She was the Colonel’s fiancée when the bomb exploded. And when he awoke. she was Mr. Quince’s wife. What the hell is with this guy? What, honestly, is his problem? Can he get his own woman maybe once? And then she died. No! In childbirth. No! Damn. The child died, too. A boy. A boy who would have inherited it all. After that, the Colonel never mentioned Madeleine again, except for one night. On the anniversary of her death, he came to me, he was drinking. He say. “Sergei.” He’s doing impressions now. “If you were to kill this Mr. Quince, how would you do it?” And I say, “Find isolated place,” create confusion, “make sure there are others with motive.” I told him how to kill the man! Holy ! This is incredible! Thank you. Okay. So the Colonel killed Malcolm and Tobey over lost love. Got it. Perfect. This is insane. Will you just say all of that one more time, but can you say it from the top? I’ve gotta do a voice memo. She screws this up a lot. Just ask Siri. Swipe it up. Swipe it up. I did swipe up. Say, “Siri”, “I would like to make voice memo.” Get into wardrobe. You are in danger. Get in the wardrobe, you said? You are in danger. Right now. Quickly. Jesus. I don’t know. Ow! And whatever you hear, do not come out till I say so. Yes, sir. Yes. You. What do you want? No, they’re not here. You should go. Where’s the lamp? I left it outside. Why isn’t it in here? Now you like the lamp? You’re ridiculous. Well, we needed. Let me open the door. Wait, wait, wait! Sh. Oh, thank God. Killer. is. What? Oh, God, no! No, no, no! Oh, my God! Is he dead? Is he dead? He’s dead! Do we call housekeeping? Oh! Honey! Oh, my God! Lock the door! Oh, God!
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