Midsomer Murders (TV Series)

The Killings at Badger's Drift (1997)

John Nettles: DCI Tom Barnaby

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Quotes 

• [Barnaby has just finished a phone conversation with Troy] 

  Joyce Barnaby : Was that Sergeant Troy just now?

  D.C.I. Barnaby : Yes.

  Joyce Barnaby : I'd like to meet him one day.

  D.C.I. Barnaby : No, you wouldn't.

• Sergeant Troy : How the other half live, eh?

  D.C.I. Barnaby : Rather less than half, I'd say, Troy.

• D.C.I. Barnaby : [to Troy]  You are as politically correct as a Nuremberg rally.

• Sergeant Troy : Why would they want to kill her? Unless it was adultery. I suppose it could have been ass bandits.

  D.C.I. Barnaby : What?

  Sergeant Troy : In the wood.

  D.C.I. Barnaby : You mean homosexuals, Troy?

  Sergeant Troy : Well, that's what I said.

  D.C.I. Barnaby : You are as politically correct as a Nuremberg rally.

• Lucy Bellringer : You will look into this, Chief Inspector, because I know something is wrong.

  D.C.I. Barnaby : We'll look into it, Miss Bellringer.

  Lucy Bellringer : I shall have to go over tomorrow. I still haven't told the bees.

  D.C.I. Barnaby : I'm sorry?

  Lucy Bellringer : Well, you have to tell the bees when somebody dies, otherwise they just clear off.

• D.C.I. Barnaby : Find out what calls Miss Simpson made after six o'clock.

  Sergeant Troy : So you're talking it seriously, then, sir.

  D.C.I. Barnaby : No Troy, I'm just filling in time till tea.

• Cully Barnaby : Was it very hard, the bodies?

  D.C.I. Barnaby : I've seen worse. I think... you know what really bothered me, Cully? I didn't feel anything. Not for Iris Rainbird or her son.

  Cully Barnaby : Well, they weren't very nice people.

  D.C.I. Barnaby : They were people. All I could think about was, it's another death. Gets the machine moving again.

• D.C.I. Barnaby : You wouldn't think, would you, one small village could have so much trouble bubbling away unto the surface.

• D.C.I. Barnaby : Why do I get the feeling that everyone is lying to me? Everyone.

  Joyce Barnaby : They always lie to you, Tom. And you always know that. That's why you're so good at your job.

• [last lines] 

  D.C.I. Barnaby : Annabella!

• D.C.I. Barnaby : Not much meat on this chicken, is there?

  Joyce Barnaby : It's not a chicken, it's a quail.

• Sergeant Troy : You better come and take a look at this. You're not going to believe it.

  D.C.I. Barnaby : On the contrary, Troy. I rather think I will.

• Sergeant Troy : Pathetic.

  D.C.I. Barnaby : Phyllis Cadell?

  Sergeant Troy : Her story about the car tax. She was scared shitless.

  D.C.I. Barnaby : Oof. You do have a way with words, don't you, Troy?

• Cully Barnaby : Hi, Dad.

  D.C.I. Barnaby : Hello, you.

  [pause] 

  D.C.I. Barnaby : What happened to the green hair?

  Cully Barnaby : That was last term, Dad.

  D.C.I. Barnaby : And the tattoo?

  Cully Barnaby : It washed off.

• [last lines] 

  Joyce Barnaby : I hope you're not going to fall asleep on this.

  D.C.I. Barnaby : I wouldn't dream of it.

  Joyce Barnaby : Anyway, after what you've just been through, a study of incest should be right up your street.

  Cully Barnaby : [onstage]  Comes this in sadness from you.

  Giovanni : It's some mischief before me soon if I dissemble it all.

  Cully Barnaby : You are my brother, Giovanni.

  Giovanni : You my sister, Annabella. I know this...

  D.C.I. Barnaby : Annabella!

  [laughs] 

• Sergeant Troy : Clear off her rocker if you ask me.

  D.C.I. Barnaby : You didn't believe her?

  Sergeant Troy : Well, what you got to go do on? A slammed door and a trike that wasn't padlocked. It's a waste of time.

• Cully Barnaby : Dad?

  D.C.I. Barnaby : Oh, come in. Mom gone to bed?

  Cully Barnaby : Hours ago. What's all this?

  D.C.I. Barnaby : Notebooks. Iris Rainbird took the neighborhood watch to unheard of extremes. You wouldn't think, would you, that one small village would have so much trouble bubbling away under the surface.