Character: Phryne Fisher

- Coward.

“I didn't order them, Aunt Prudence.

- Okay, two and a half.

- I'm impressed, you took the case away from me even before I realized that I was in charge of it ...

- I flirted with the stage, but she did not reciprocate.

- The fact that you're using the master key and not the key, proves that it's not so formal, like you I was convinced.
- A late hour you are not confused?

Women on a biological level can't drive a car.
And what exactly is a part of our biology us in this way?

- Won't make the world of fashion frivolous. The cover seems to be harmless, but who knows what's hidden underneath.
- Normal underwear.
- What is also not less dangerous.

Women should dress primarily for their own pleasure. After a childhood in worn flannel shirts, so nice to feel on the body silk linen, soft Fox fur, smooth satin skirt. And if the men like, - well, that's nice.

I don't know what came over me. I'm sure Hugh does not need my protection.
Behind every strong man is a strong woman. And it must always be ready to move forward.

- I have a permit for the transportation of goods, and if I do it at night, it's my business.
And the blood on your pier is also your case?
There's a whole pier in the blood is the port. People work, bait, fish blood.
And the corpses?

I was quiet as a mouse.
- Mouse with French perfume.
Next time I'll come without anything.

- Jack, be quiet, this is the home of teetotalers, if they hear the clink of glasses, then expose me.
- Ringing? Not for being a man in a private room?
Man? I thought you were a COP.

Brotherly love, even the most powerful, protects from bullets or lethal gas.