Sir Alan Dearden: Now look here, Bunny, you're a pretty good lawyer. At least, you would be if you hadn't so much money.

[at the Deardens' party, the guests are discussing the ongoing murder trial at which Sir Alan is the prosecuting attorney]
Lady Agatha Hathaway: My dear, I was at the trial today. Alan was thrilling! How he made that murderer squirm!
[she chooses an hors d'oeuvre from the tray offered by the waiter]
Lord Henry Hathaway: All the fellow did was to push his wife off a cliff.
Lady Agatha Hathaway: [as Lord Henry moves to take a canapé, Lady Agatha stops him] Henry!
[Sir Alan approaches]
Lady Agatha Hathaway: Oh, Alan, I was so proud of you today. How long will it take you to finish that little wretch?
Sir Alan Dearden: The trial may take another week.
Lady Agatha Hathaway: A whole week?
[chuckling while stuffing her face]
Lady Agatha Hathaway: I mustn't miss a single day!
Lady Helen Dudley Dearden: [softly] Excuse me, please.
[leaves]
Lord Henry Hathaway: Why is everybody so vicious about this fellow? After all, perhaps his wife *needed* murdering.
Lady Agatha Hathaway: Well, if you think that's funny, I don't!
[leaves in a huff]
Lord Henry Hathaway: [following his wife] My dear, my dear, it wasn't meant for you.
Waiter at party: [to Bunny] Cocktail, sir?
William 'Bunny' Jeffers: Lady Hathaway would have made a most charming cannibal. Can't you see her dancing 'round the pot while the victim boils?
Sir Alan Dearden: Well, anyway her morbidity is honest.