Quotes
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Dr. Max DeBryn : [surveying a month-old corpse recovered from the river] This one's as ripe and runny as a rancid Roquefort.
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Dr. Max DeBryn : Stones in his pockets. Suicide, most likely.
DC Endeavour Morse : I don't suppose there's a note?
Dr. Max DeBryn : Oh, he'll have had his reasons, I expect. Love's very popular. The want of it. A broken heart.
DC Endeavour Morse : Where do you stand with all that?
Dr. Max DeBryn : Suicide?
DC Endeavour Morse : Love.
Dr. Max DeBryn : Bit early in the day for metaphysics, isn't it? "And one was fond of me and all are slain." Love and fishing. Sooner or later, it all comes down to the same thing. The one that got away.
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Dr. Max DeBryn : [as the corpse of Tessa Knight is removed] Gently, if you would, gentlemen. She's been through quite enough.
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Dr. Max DeBryn : [analysing cause of death in one of the corpses] He could have injured himself earlier in the evening. Slow subdural haemorrhage. He comes for a swim, pressure builds up on the cerebral cortex and... goodnight, Vienna. Give you the definitive Prix Fixe once I've had a rootle.
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Dr. Max DeBryn : [shown the fishing-fly of the dead scientist] I thought you said he was a seasoned angler? A Minister's Dog is eccentric even by our standards - the name of the fly. There are more vulgar appellations.
DC Endeavour Morse : Such as?
Dr. Max DeBryn : The Vicar's Bitch, for one. Legend has it that the fly was fashioned from the hair of a cleric's Labrador.
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Dr. Max DeBryn : All I can tell you is, wherever he drowned, it wasn't in Cowley Baths.
