- [first lines]
- Pete Hayman: Mike, it's rubbish! Come look at this!
- Pete Hayman: Hey, Mike.
- Mike Rogers: What?
- Pete Hayman: I'll race you.
- Mrs. Lee: Read your palm for sixpence.
- Mike Rogers: Go on then. And call them.
- [hands her a coin]
- Mike Rogers: Going to be rich, am I?
- Mrs. Lee: Every night and every morn, some to misery are born. Every morn and every night, some are born to sweet delight.
- Mike Rogers: Sixpence for that? You're naught but a laugh.
- Mrs. Lee: Some are born to sweet delight,
- Miss Marple, Mrs. Lee: some are born to endless night.
- [last lines]
- Mike Rogers: [voice-over as he writes] In my end is my beginning. That's what they say, isn't it?
- Mike Rogers: My end... my beginning.