Agatha Christie's Poirot1989

[Pamela Lyle is sprinting across the dock to find Poirot and tell him about the tragic and alarming death of Valentine Chantry... only to see his ship leaving. Pamela looks on in despair until... ]

Hercule Poirot:
[angrily yelling] I've told you again! And AGAIN! I'm on HOLIDAY! [shouts in French] I'm a Belgian Citizen! You have no right to detain me!

[Pamela runs to investigate and she sees a frustrated Poirot being questioned by several officers]

Custom's Officer:
Sir, you will not leave this island until you have explained all actions...

Hercule Poirot:
[shouts] How can I ever leave here now? My ship has gone, you idiot!

[he sighs; frustrated; then he sees Pamela Lyle; now pleasantly surprised]

Hercule Poirot:
Mademoiselle Lyle!

[Pamela Lyle rushes towards him; looking utterly distressed]

Hercule Poirot:
What is the matter? What are you doing here?

Pamela Lyall:
[frantically] Thank God! Mr. Poirot, I thought you have left! you must come quickly! Valentine Chantry is dead!

Hercule Poirot:
[calmly] Ah.

Pamela Lyall:
Someone poisoned her husband's glass... And she drank it.

Hercule Poirot:
[grimly] I have feared such an outcome.

Pamela Lyall:
Then why didn't you do something?

Hercule Poirot:
Do what? What was there to do? Before the event? Tell the police that someone has murder in their heart? No.

[pause]

Hercule Poirot:
I will come.