“Frankly, Scarlet, I don't give a damn.”
It borrows a famous screen line to turn a death threat into total indifference.
Informal
Chapter 17 of 17 · 2'58"
A would-be blackmailer is told the gun is empty — then made to follow the math. "There are no more bullets left in that gun," comes the taunt, followed by a shot-by-shot tally that leaves exactly one round, and a threat about who will get it.
The Bullet-Counting Scene
❝ Monologue · 7 lines the killer's route
The whole route lands in one breath, quickening toward the cellar.
The Killer's Fatal Mistake
Miss Scarlet tries to keep blackmailing the group, demanding government information instead of money. Wadsworth stops her by revealing the gun is empty, walking through each shot to show only one bullet remains — and that it is meant for her. When she pleads not to be hated for trying to shoot him, he answers with a famously cold line.
The finale is a countdown disguised as a party trick. Wadsworth defeats the blackmail by arithmetic, reciting every shot fired that night until the tally leaves one bullet — and lets the threat hang. The guests' earlier lines about money run dry ('I have no more money'), which is why the demand shifts to 'government information.' Then comes the punchline: asked not to be hated, Wadsworth answers, 'Frankly, Scarlet, I don't give a damn,' and the blackmailer's leverage is gone on the spot. The verbal reconstruction that follows — the rope, the lead pipe, the singing telegram — turns the whole evening into evidence, and the monkey's brains detail is the clue that finally names the killer.
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“Frankly, Scarlet, I don't give a damn.”
It borrows a famous screen line to turn a death threat into total indifference.
Informal
“There are no more bullets left in that gun.”
He never grabs the gun; stating a fact strips the threat of all its power.
Neutral
“You were the person who was missing when the cook and Mr. Boddy were murdered, and the cook used to be your cook.”
One sentence joins the missing person to an old link, landing motive and timing together.
Formal
“and monkey's brains, though popular in Cantonese cuisine, are not often to be found in Washington, D.C.”
A line about an odd dish turns the killer's taste into evidence, and the joke is the clue.
Neutral
In the dark, the murderer ran across the hall to the study, picked up the rope and the lead pipe, ran to the billiard room, strangled Yvette. Ran to the library, hit the cop on the head with the lead pipe. Then, coming out of the library, the doorbell rang. It was a singing telegram. The murderer picked up the gun where Yvette dropped it, ran to the door, opened it, recognized the girl from her photograph, shot her, and then ran back to the cellar.
The reconstruction points to the guest who was missing when both murders happened, whose earlier cook turns out to be the same cook from this house.
He counts every shot fired that night — at Mr. Boddy, the chandelier, the lounge door and the singing telegram — and works out that only one bullet remains.
Wadsworth uses the single round as a threat, telling the blackmailer to guess who it is for, which is enough to end her attempt at blackmail.
The dinner menu. Wadsworth notes that the dish served — monkey's brains — was one of the killer's favourite recipes, which links the killer to the cook.