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See production notesA group of five renowned detectives, each accompanied by a relative or associate, is invited to "dinner and a murder" by the mysterious Lionel Twain. Having lured his guests to his mansion managed by a blind butler named Jamessir Bensonmum, who is later joined by a deaf-mute and illiterate cook named Yetta, Twain joins his guests at dinner. He presses a button which seals off the house. Twain announces that he is the greatest criminologist in the world. To prove his claim, he challenges the guests to solve a murder that will occur at midnight; a reward of $1 million will be presented to the winner. Before midnight, the butler is found dead. Twain disappears, only to reappear immediately after midnight, stabbed twelve times in the back with a butcher knife. The cook is also discovered to have been an animated mannequin, now packed in a storage crate. The guests spend the rest of the night investigating and bickering. They are manipulated by a mysterious behind-the-scenes force, confused by red herrings, and baffled by the "electronic marvels" of Twain's house. They ultimately find their own lives threatened. Each sleuth presents his or her theory on the case, pointing out the others' past connections to Twain and their possible motives for murdering him. When they retire to their guest rooms for the night, the guests are each confronted by things that threaten to kill them—a deadly snake, a venomous scorpion, a descending ceiling, poison gas, and a time bomb. They all survive, and in the morning, they gather in the office, where they find the butler waiting, very much alive and not blind. Each detective presents a different piece of evidence with which they each independently solved the mystery, and in each case, they accuse the butler of being one of Twain's former associates. At first, the butler plays the part of each person with whom he is identified, but then he pulls off a mask to reveal himself as Lionel Twain, alive. Twain disparages the detectives—and metafictionally, the authors who created them—for the way their adventures have been handled. He points out such authorial misdeeds as introducing crucial characters at the last minute for the traditional "twist in the tale", as the assembled detectives had been doing a few minutes earlier, and withholding clues and information to make it impossible for the reader to solve the mystery. Each of the detectives departs the house empty-handed, none of them having won the $1 million. When asked whether there had been a murder, Wang replies, "Yes. Killed good weekend." Alone, Twain pulls off yet another mask to reveal Yetta, who lights a cigarette and laughs maniacally while rings of tobacco smoke fill the screen.
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See all quotesWillie Wang: ...I covered him (Twain's body) up, Pop...I can't believe you missed it. The world's five greatest living detectives, and not one of you noticed that Twain was clutching a note in his hand! Sidney Wang: Give it to me. Willie: No, it's mine. Milo Perrier: Oh, give it to your father, you idiot! Willie: (gloating) "Idiot!?" We'll see who's the idiot, Mr. Perrier! The $1 million goes to whoever solves the crime, and that could be me just as easily as you! I've got more brains than my father gives me credit for! "#3 Adopted Son?" I'm sick and tired of being just your #3 Adopted Son. I'm Willie Wang, Young Detective! This clue belongs to me, and nobody's getting it from me, you understand? Nobody! Sam Diamond: (with his gun leveled at Willie's head) Better stand back, Tess. I don't want you to get hurt when the bullet comes out his other ear. (takes the note and reads) "Please call dairy and cancel future deliveries of milk; Lionel Twain deceased." (hands back the note) So much
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Dr. Watson: ...I say, old boy! Could you possibly direct us to - Hello, it's Mr. Sidney Wang! Sherlock Holmes: Good evening, Mr. Wang. Sidney Wang: Good evening. You need directions to where? Watson: Ah, yes - We've been cordially invited to dinner and a murder by one Mr. Lionel Twain. Willie Wang: Lionel Twain!? Listen, you guys don't want - Sidney: (cutting him off) Never mind him, please. You just go up this road, past bridge, "22 Twain." No can miss it. Watson: Ever so much obliged! Good day, then! (He and Holmes drive off) Willie: I don't get it, Pop! Why didn't you just tell them it was all a ripoff? Sidney: Ah, let idiots find out for themselves! Drive, please.
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Dick Charleston: Darling, I smell crime in the air! Dora Charleston: I'm not surprised; you just ran over a small animal.
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Dora Charleston: What a godforsaken spot to get lost! Dick Charleston: Yes, I saw a much better spot a few miles back.
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Dick Charleston: I say, you don't happen to have a seen a little white...Wang! Willie Wang: A white wang? Dick Charleston: Good heavens, Sidney Wang! What are you doing in this godforsaken spot? Sydney Wang: No doubt same as you: looking for bridge that lead to home of host, Mr. Lionel Twain.
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Tess Skeffington: If you ask me, Sam, this is a wild goose chase. Sam Diamond: Nobody asked you, baby. Tess Skeffington: Yes, they did. You asked me. You asked me back there if I— Sam Diamond: That was then. This is now. And nobody knows what tomorrow will be. That's the way things are, whether we like it or not.
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