- [last lines]
- Mary Margaret 'Maggie' McCauley: Two years I've been waiting for this day and nothing, I mean nothing, is gonna spoil it.
- Bert Rodgers: [off screen] Maggie!
- [entering]
- Bert Rodgers: I just finished reading this new script. What the hell are you trying to do? Ruin my career, huh? Who writes this drivel, anyway?
- [first lines]
- Jessica Fletcher: [reciting] "The rose huddles quietly, head bowed upon its nettle stalk, silken white petals enveloped in the darkness of night. And then, with the first light of dawn, it peers proudly toward the first needles of sunlight, darting westward, giving of itself to another newborn day."